“What d'ya’ want?” The words came out in a harsh tone, green eyes reflecting no sense of warmth. “Take another step an’ this bullet is gonna’ go straight through ya’ head.” Ellie kept a firm grip on the pistol, a grimy finger firmly set on the trigger.
“Ya’ in the wrong place, bud-” She cut herself off, her breath hitching a little as she recognized a familiar face. Was this some sort of sick joke? Had someone drugged her? Her past stood in front of her, and no matter how many times she blinked, the young girl wouldn’t disappear. “Fuck…” She cursed under her breath, before trying to compose herself after a few moments of vulnerability. With two firm feet on the ground, Ellie kept her pistol aimed at the little girl. “Ya’ better ‘ave a fuckin’ good explanation for this."
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