Gwen did a lot of things, made a lot of mistakes, and crossed paths with a lot of people. And, she did those people very dirty. This makes those people want revenge. And one of them is a man named Jeremy.
His anger and hatred is so much, he decides...
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👼 MY ANGEL 👼
I look at her horrified by her confession. Where did she even get that? How did she get that? Why did she get that?... What the hell!
"W-why... Why do you have a h-human liver?" I ask, already feeling scared.
She catches on to this because well, i am stuttering. And she only smiles at me. A smile that doesn't help at all to calm me down. She rubs my shoulders trying to soothe me.
"Relax, okay? I won't have it for too long. This is why I called you here, actually.... I want you to drive me to Shabaab to sell this thing."
My eyes widen and my stomach starts hurting. "Gwen, Shabaab is a very bad neighborhood." I tell her. More like remind her because she must already know this.
She just shrugs casually like it's nothing. "It is, that's why we won't be long."
Is she serious right now? We shouldn't even be going there in the first place. Let alone not being long. I take her hand from my shoulder and hold it in mine while looking into her blue eyes. "Gwen, that is the place people go to buy and sell illegal guns and drugs. It's loaded with criminals!" I screech the last part. Doesn't she know that?
Of course she does, stupid! That's why she is going there with a liver!
Despite me showing worry, Gwen seems very much unaffected, and very much okay. "You'll stay in the car waiting for me the entire time, I promise. Nothing bad will happen to you."
I roll my eyes and sigh as my shoulders drop. "It's not me I am worried about." I say lowering my voice and looking away just staring at the streets.
The passing cars, the pedestrians walking by... Just the busy streets that are not helping with my nerves at all.
There is a brief silence in the car and I can just hear Gwen breathing next to me. And then, she holds my chin with her fingers and makes me turn my head to face her. "You know I can take care of myself just fine, right?"
She still doesn't get it. She never does. Why does she always think she is invincible and nothing bad will happen to her? Why does she always expect me not to worry when she puts herself in situations like this?
"That's besides the point, Gwen.. You always do this, get yourself into situations that very much scream trouble! I am seriously getting tired of always worrying about you!" I whine those words. I really am tired. It's draining sometimes.
I am not a religious person but, Gwen Halverson has got me reciting the lord's prayer every night. Our father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.... Just hoping that that will help keep her safe.
"Then stop worrying baby sister. Seriously... You worry too much."
She always calls me her baby sister just because she was born first. Even though I literally came immediately after her.
Gwen holds my cheeks with both her hands and then pulls me to her making our foreheads meet. "It won't be good for you if you keep doing this to yourself." She whispers with sadness in her voice. And I completely understand why.
