Zero Degrees Part 3: Miss Murderess

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I held the Colt .45 pistol in my right hand and pulled her leg with the other. “Wake up bitch!” I yelled rudely rousing her from her sleep. She moved around and mumbled something that I didn't understand. The snake wasn't up yet, so I shot the gun in the air. Peaches sprang up and huddled near the headboard when she saw me standing there with the gun pointed at her. “What the...?” She asked groggily wiping the sleep from her eyes. “Nope, you ain't dreamin’! I ain't dead! I’m alive as hell and I’m right here in your face, so wake the hell up!” The look on my face told her why I was there. There was fear on her face, but there was no mistaking the evil in her eyes. It was probably always there, but I was too naive to notice it. Either that, or I was so evil that I didn't recognize the look at first as a threat. Maybe the look just reminded me of the look in my own eyes. As I sat down on the bed, she cowered closer to the headboard. “Don’t be scared now,” I taunted her. “You wasn't scared when you decided to set up my best friend, almost got my man killed and murdered the only real female friend I got.” “What the hell? I thought your ass was dead.” She sneered at me before letting out a cackle of a nervous laugh. “Just my damn luck.” “Luck?” My laugh was way more menacing than hers. “Sorry to break the bad news, but your luck ran out a long time ago.” “If you gon’ kill me go ahead and do it Zero. You got the gun in your hand. Don’t torture me with a guilt trip like your ass is so perfect.” She rolled her eyes at me like we were having a simple quarrel in juvie. If only she knew. “It ain't goin’ be that easy. I figured with this gun in your face you’ll finally tell the truth. I got some questions for you before I kill you.” The gun was pointed right under her rib cage. I had the barrel right there and she couldn't move without getting some hot steel in her vitals.