Killer Rage

a scene witnessed by a friend:

Bright sunlight it was!! A filthy road and traffic was at its peak. A hefty truck like a burning rubber fled off making clouds. A white Mercedes tramping the dust sprinted rapidly, evading the road wells. Blowing off the tyre layers it came to a halt in front of a jagged mechanic shop. The zone busy in full activity was stunned. Everything went paused for a while. Surprised were the people, hack jawed!

 “Aaron…..Aaaa..rron” yelled the young Kelly striding off the car with her two bodyguards.

5’6” lady..must be 26…fair enough to turn red..every inch of her face churned out anger. The wispy curve of hairs mirrored her beauty.

 “Who is that bitch shouting?” Aaron stepped out drumming the spanners in both hands.

 Aaron was a mechanic in his early thirties but reflecting aged signs out of his arduous face.

 “You have made bigg mistake bastard, now be ready to pay for it…..” Kelly said gnashing her teeth.

“Sinnn! It was youuu who filched my thirty thousand bucks…..” said Aaron.

“Ahhhhh  uuuuuu! u were responsible for that...u pointed me haa..ahh I suffered a lot these days...…guardssss………”, she waved her hand pointing him.

Whack..

A blow and Aaron’s nose was fractured with rivers of blood. Weapon it was, chocked his breath…..

Whackkk!  The other one…….. and he was  down for the count.

“yuu..oou will suffer Kelley I ww..wwwil..l screw……..” Aaron went numb lying on the sheet of grease and blood.

Kelly smiled rolling her chicks down; an intense emotion of satisfaction emitted her face.

She stepped in car with guards and a driver, was about to leave and a huge hoard attacked looking friend Aaron in mist of red. They were about couple of dozen. Fear swelled the pace in car. Driver tried to get through the mob but failed.

Smash Smash Smash!!!! Stones railed towards the sedan.

 “ I will kkkill you today… you hurt my brother” Peter broke the front shield with a single blow.

Screams all over.

Fisssss!!!   David cracked the glass with an axe and shattered it with the successive second hit.
David and Peter probably were the friends of the victim

Peter ran towards Kelly, holding an axe ready to slash. He was angry.. enraged.. irritated.. he was burning dodgy red….

Looking straight into ‘her’ eyes, he cruelly hauled up his weapon …AAAAAAAAAzzz….she scremead and…..

THAWWWWWWWW!! 

a gunshot!!!

she screamed louder again....
Peter was down, bullet went straight into his brows...

....a grave silence around....

(bullet was shot from the broken window pane of the car)

                                                       -- sunny

( a true tale somewhere in north India, told by a college mate as he witnessed the incident. Inspired by the writings of Shailesh a school buddy. It was an attempt to write a story line, hope will improve by the clock)