The baine of my existence

*Bang Bang*

Early morning several gunshots rang out in a small alleyway. Upon closer inspection you could barely see 5 human figures rushing through and exchanging shots.

Four men dressed in red and black suits chased after a lone woman. Although she wore black 3 inch heels she managed to outrun the men, showing how capable of escaping she is, even in heels.

Taking a sharp turn into the woods at the end of the alley she hid behind a large tree.

"Damn it, where the fuck did she go!?" - Man #1

"She couldn't have gotten far, S had shot her twice before she got out of the estate." - Thug #2

"Right, from those wounds I doubt she'd be able to survive even if she got them treated." - Man #2

"The three of you shut up, Miguel said we had to make sure she was dead this time. Split up and look for her or else we're going to be the ones six feet under." - Thug #1

"""Yes Sir."""

The woman hiding behind the tree heard the men splitting up and exhaled a sigh of relief. Going the opposite direction of the man coming towards her direction. Walking hurt like hell at this point, one of the bullets shot at her had hit her in a fatal spot, it was a wonder how she even managed to stay conscious. The other bullet was stuck deep into her back only barely missing her spine.

*Huft Huft*

Coming out of the woods the woman came upon a park.Walking a bit more she stumbled to a bench sitting just across from a pond, the early morning sun shone down upon her as she took a seat on the bench and took another sigh of relief.

---Woman pov---

Sitting down on the bench I took a sigh of relief only to remember what got me into this situation.

"Fuuuck- This is so not fucking fair!! That asshole Kidnapped me 4 times just because his fucking limp-dick brother can't get fucking hard!! AHG!!!"

'I can't believe this motherfucker. Just because I broke up with his brother: he wants me dead. Fucker hasn't even tried to even make up for the lack of a love life in the past 3 years we've been together and expects me to stay with him forever? The fuck!? Then the most Infuriating thing about this is that Im dying a fucking virgin!!'

"um excuse me."

A tiny high pitched voice interrupted my thoughts. Looking down I saw a tiny child looking up at me from one of the bushes. 'Great, now a fucking child to annoy me at the end of my life too, what kind of grudge does god have with me.'

Closing my eyes to try to ignore the child I leaned back trying to make myself comfy but it seems like the little shit had other ideas. "Hey! Miss! What's your name!" The kid started yelling and poking me as soon as I closed my eyes. I fucking hate kids... I might have been one once but I'm not now and I'm 99% sure I would've hated the child me too. "My Name is Dondon. what's yours?" God why is he still here!!

After a few seconds I finally buckled under pressure, that's how scary kids are, I, me a woman who's been in a sexless relationship for years buckled under the pressure of a toddler in just seconds. "Tsk- Fine, Hello Dondon, my name is Lilith. Can you please go away now?"

"Hello Lilit!"

"My name is Lilith."

"Lilit!"

"..."

"..."

"Lil-iTH"

"Lilit."

'God, why do children exist again? Did you make them specifically out of spite for every child hater out there?'

"Why you hurt? You bleeding."

"..."

"Hey! Why you bleeding"

"My name is Lilith."

"Lilit, why you bleeding?"

"I got hurt..."

"How you got hurt?"

'Somehow I feel like his speech got degraded...'

"I was fighting with a friend of mine, stop asking questions now."

"Who your friend?"

"..."

"Who is your friend?"

'God, Satan, Lucifer, Demeter, Hades, Nyx, or who ever is in charge right now, please let me die now.'

"Where is your mother? Why are you here right now?"

"My mommy is here, I go get her."

'Finally he's gone' *Sigh* At least in my last moments I can die in peace. Thinking back on my life I realized that I could have lived a better one, I mean I wasn't short of potential sex friends but I had rejected them all to stay loyal to a certain someone who couldn't perform. Really, I should have rejected him when he asked me out, I even knew early on that he was "scared" of " performing" who would have knew that he was just incapable of it. Even if I saw the signs I ignored it for the sake of "not hurting his feelings."

Honestly... In my next life I don't want to have such a boring sex life...

I watched the sun rise up high into the sky till finally death had taken me.

---End---