Part 2 to V: Secrets. Yey.
You survey around the diner. The soothing classical music and the clinking of the diner ware only made your paranoia worse.
Where was she?
For the millionth time, your hand travels to the handle of your small cup, nervously bringing it up to your trembling lips. Your eyes dart towards the clock mounted high on the cracked wall. It was three quarters past nine. She was supposed to be here half an hour ago.
"I'm so sorry!" The familiar voice makes your heart do a little jump. You turn around from your seated position to see her. To see Sue coming to you. Her hair was slightly disheveled, and a pair of glasses slanted on her petite face. You waved her over.
"Where were you?" You whispered harshly as Sue plopped herself onto the seat. "He might be anywhere."
"You called me twenty minutes ago. And who?"
"V. He knows I did it. He's already killed my friends, I saw his bloody footsteps at my house. I dare not see what he's done to my family." You feel the same familiar feeling of regret build in the pits of your stomach. "I...I..."
"Sh, talk no more. I know everything." Sue's smile is quite warm, but it is not enough to stop your tears from blurring your vision. You stopped talking, your emotions blinding you from beng curious and asking how she would know of your predicament.
"Will you help me?" You squeak out at her.
"I will. I will make sure he doesn't get to you."
"Thank you." The words were there but your voice was completely opposite. You sounded sad. You lamented. The horrors that you yourself unleashed was because of your action. Maybe you should have listened to him. However, the way he talked, the way you moved, it was like you weren't controlling yourself. Was it guttural instinct?
"You're going to be in safe hands." Sue reaches across the table to grip your shaking hands. However in the process she knocks over your phone. You hear it clatter onto the ground before you turn to lean down and pick it up. When you had rose from your position she was sitting with her back straight, eyes suddenly concerned. Gone was her reassuirng warmth and it scared you.
"Sue?" You ask.
"You poor girl," she tsks and pushes your cup towards you. "You need to drink some more. You need energy in order for us to move fast." You complied and took a sip from the cup.
Suddenly, there was a scraping sound and Sue suddenly stood up. Her eyes wide with panic staring at the window behind you.
"Is that him?" She whispers and you yourself turn to look in the rain.
There he was. A black figure with a hood. His eyes dark and lusting. Lusting for blood.
"We need to get out of here!" You scream but as you turned around a made a move for the door, V levels a small pistol at your back and fires.
You hear the gunshot, you hear the shattering of the restaurant's glass,the screaming around you, but you feel no pain. You turn around and see another standing between you and V. Her hands covering your body completely and a small red dot rapidly growing in size in her chest.
The diner's customer's scream and run towards the door. The owner dials onto her phone for the police but I know it's too late now.
"Sue..." You catch her tilting body and suddenly pain inside your heart erupts and you knew too many people were dying for your sake. You both fall onto the ground, and for a mere moment you felt as if V didn't matter anymore.

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