Transgender (John Wick)

XXI

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Candice's POV

I get in the Lamborghini and just sit there.
My hands are on the steering wheel as I lean my head against it.
"Let's take a start" I hear a familiar voice behind me.
I look up and see John.
I tightly close my eye shut just in case I was dreaming, I then open them and he was gone.
I look around from outside the window.

No ones here.

I take a deep breath.
I connect my phone to the gps that was beside the steering wheel.
"Okay.... can that go any faster?" I whisper to myself.
I watch it load.

There was a knock next to me on my window.
I look up at see Charon.
I smile.
I roll down the window, "hey Charon"
"You'll need this" he gives me a few more coins, a letter, bullets and a taser.
"Thank you" I receive them all and put them away safe and sound.
"Good luck" he then leaves.
What a great guy.

I step on the pedal and begin driving.

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Traffic.
What a great thing to be stuck in.
Even the word is great itself.
Traffic....

*Knock knock knock*

I look at my left and see John wanting to get in.
I look away thinking it was another illusion.
"I'm sorry okay? Just let me in" he pleads.
I look at him again.

So it is the real him.

I unlock the door and he quickly gets in.
"What do you want?" I ask not making any eye contact.
"I want to help you"
"Oh so now you want to help?" I look at him then shake my head.
"I'm sorry"
"You left me" I move the car forward a bit but then stop.
"What the hell is happening? What is up with this traffic?" I growl.
"I was mad. You did put a lot of trust in a guy you just met. And you killed Andreá Duarte" he says with no emotions.
"I know what I did John! I fucked up I know! It's not the first time!!" I shout, "maybe if you told me a little more about what the fuck I've got myself into, that would be great" I say a little calmer.
"How was I supposed to know you were going to do that? You honestly need to stop blaming other people for your mistakes, and then when you admit to them you cry like a wounded dog"
I don't say anything.
I flick my eyes on the bright lights to the stores around us.
The traffic finally dies down so I begin to freely drive.

"Do you know where you're going?" He asks changing the topic.
"No that's why I'm following my gps" I say sarcastically.
"Oh you're still mad because I told you the truth?" He then scoffs.
"Can you stop being so dramatic?!" I screech.
"Me being dramatic? Yeah right" he rolls his eyes.

I park on the side.
I move my body so that I was facing him, "What is your problem with me, huh?"
"What did I ever do to you?"
"Killed my friend. Made me put up with your shit-"
"Get out then if you don't want to do this" I interrupt him.
He doesn't say or do anything.
"Come on"
"Candice just drive" he says softly.
"Get out of the car" I threaten.
"No just drive the damn car!!" He shouts.
I flinch, "okay" I whisper.

Only a few more hours and this will be over.

I hope.

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