Chapter 34 – Don’t Kill Me, Baby…

Mona’s POV:

My insides are trembling if you can fucking believe that, and I’ve just ducked a punch to my face, kicking his abdomen, and now using the other leg in a roll to hit his head and launch him aside on the ground.

I fast take out my gun and shoot his head. He’s out, but I’m losing it and I drop on my knees and now on all fours, gulping for air, squeezing my eyes, contracting to not pass out. If I pass out in here, it’s bad. My heart fucking stops in my real body, and I undergo like a clinical death for some time, possibly hours, if I fucking pass out. I don’t want or need that.

Though I’ve fought everything with light speed, without stopping, I don’t quite realize for how long I’ve been in here since I fell asleep and all this begun. It could be tens of minutes or a few hours in reality. If it’s hours, I need to fucking wake up as it’s going to fuck my body even more.