It was the moment where you would realize that it was it. It was the moment where you would think that your life depends on it and you just have to do anything in your control to reach your goal. My goal was Juliette. My destination was Juliette. My aim was to get Juliette back even though I knew where she was. I knew I had to do it clearly so that I could end the matter for once and for all and it was what led me to the situation where blood oozed out of my mouth as I huffed in exhaustion and watched a bloodied face of none other than Alex as he struggled to catch his breath after we had a nasty combat of fistfight.
All of a sudden, he laughed. The jackass laughed hysterically and got up holding his chin and wiped the blood out of his mouth.
“You asshole, do you think I am stupid?” he laughed and looked up towards the ceiling.
I got up from the floor and held myself stable as I huffed out blood and looked at him exhausted. The guy was laughing hysterically like a maniac and even though all I wanted was to just pull the gun out from my back and kill him, I couldn’t. I wasn’t supposed to kill him or else he would pull me down to end as well and being aware of that and thinking about Juliette, I restrained myself from doing such actions.
“I knew it! I knew there was something fishy going on and hell I tried to shrug it off,” he spat out blood and had his hands on his hips as he shook his head but then looked back at me.
“I fucking knew that both of you were together and she had not lost her memory,” he said and even though it surprised me, all I did was to stare at him as blank as I could. “Deep down, I knew I was just digging my own grave, but I did it. I did it to get you,” he said with rage filled in his voice and immediately he pulled a revolver out from his behind as he held it towards my direction. His bloodshot eyes looked murderous and his face contoured anger but amidst all that his hands trembled as he held the revolver before me.