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One Will Die and the Other Will Kill

By zchan All Rights Reserved ©

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Chapter 1

Suie was a high school girl whose mother worked in the office building she was in the elevator for. For as long as she could remember, Suie wanted to die. Her biggest problem was getting the nerves to pull it off. However, after a heated arguement her mother on the top floor of the Teddy Corporation, she was planning to finally go to Riverstreak Park and shoot her brains out with her mom’s registered gun.

Merdor was an escaped convict whose ex-boyfriend worked as a right hand man for Suie’s mother. In the past, she lived the American Dream with her husband in a kind neighborhood. In her spare time, she killed countless lives and buried the bodies in her backyard. Once her boyfriend found out about her hobby, instead of supporting her, he immediately called the police. After she escaped from a life sentence in prison, she was planning to go to the top floor and mercilessly kill her ex-boyfriend.

In elevator number 4, floor 13, Suie was on her way to the lobby floor when Merdor went into the elevator with her. Even though Merdor was on her way up, she pressed both buttons to get the next available elevator since it didn’t make sense to wait for one that was only go up. While both girls stood side by side, they glance at each other’s attire. Merdor judged Suie for her all black and emo shtick while Suie judged Merdor for her perfectly ironed business dress and tightly pinned bun. They listened to the light and comforting music while trying to focus on their future goals and keeping the silence between them.

However, the light and comforting music projected in morse code and dubstep before it stopped all together, the lights flickered, and the ladies found themselves resisting to stay in place instead of moving down. Once they regained their balance, they looked at the numbers on the top of the elevator door and let a full 6 seconds go by before accepting that 10 was not going to go on to 9.

Suie cursed.

Merdor slapped her hand on her face.

All they could do was press the emergency red button, tell the person in the intercom their situation, and wait.

They sat on either side of the elevator and waited for anyone to come help them. While Suie was fine with the silence between them, Merdor was a proud extrovert that wanted to show it in any way she could. They exchanged names and ages, then day to day jobs (of course one had to lie). Chit chat turned into a conversation and conversation turned into deep conversation. Soon they were sitting side by side in the elevator and telling each other their life stories and interests without a judgement in the world.

After an uncontrollable laugh during a funny conversation, a gun hopped out of Suie’s open book bag and clunked on the floor. The once cheery atmosphere turned eerie in the silence. To break it, Suie finally confessed that she was planning to kill herself once she left the building and found some place remote. Instead of nagging about the importance of life like Suie expected her to, Merdor laughed.

She confessed to her that once she reached the top floor she was going to kill her ex-boyfriend as a revenge mission for telling the police about all the people she killed, saying how ironic this pair was. Instead of slowly but obviously moving to the other side of the elevator like Merdor was expecting her to, Suie handed her the gun, pointing the barrel at herself. “I’m too scared.”

“Are you stupid? What do you think their going to do when they find a dead body on the floor while I’m alive.”

“I’ll keep my fingers on the trigger while you pull. The evidence will be on me.” She shook the gun in her face. “Come on, get it out of your system.”

Merdor placed her hand over her friend’s, then her index finger over her friend’s trigger finger. She always loved guns back in the day. The loud explosion and the splattering of blood was a very intriguing experience she worked hard to get when she could. Never had she ever shivered and hesitated when the opportunity came to her. Never had the eyes of her victims depressed her so much. Never had she thought of what the future would be like without her victims on this earth. A combination of all those factors made her pull the gun to the floor and whisper, “I can’t do it,” in disbelief.

“Why not?” asked the other. “I’m ready.”

Merdor questioned this while looking at the gun in her hand and thinking over all the people she has killed in a past life. All thanks to Suie, her new and true friend, she was finally able to put herself in the perspective of the loved ones of the people she killed. “Because I’d miss you.”

When those words were finally said to her, Suie realized the reason she stayed on this earth for as long as she did and why she always thought of her mother before she didn’t pull the trigger. “I’d miss you too.”

Soon after, Suie and Merdor was freed from the elevator’s captivities. After a nice hug, both ladies parted ways with a change of plans to their next move. Suie went home and put her mother’s gun back in the dresser where it belonged. Merdor met her ex-boyfriend at the top floor where Suie’s mother was and was once again told on to the police. Merdor happily let it happen.

After Merdor was sent to jail, she used her only phone call to call her new friend and tell her which jail she was in.

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