Chapter 2: Hopeless Two

The beggar was one of the hopeless person. He was wandering about the world without a care. He was, until the old gentleman approached him. He was hopeful, happy and thankful. Never in his life was he treated with respect or humility. He was the lowest of the low. Therefore, just to be accepted, he had tried to learn about other people. He learned that he should never be bitter to a nice person. He should accept kindness with kindness. He thought that was what was supposed to done. Even though he was hopeless, he tried to be hopeful all his life.

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The beggar cried. He was shocked. He was betrayed. In his life, he had to endure a lot, he was supposed to live but without any hope of joyness. Finally when he thought god had granted him a blessing. He was crushed like an ant he thought he was.

The tears wouldn't stop. Even though, it should be normal for a beggar to be disappointed, he couldn't contain the sadness he felt. So he cried, he screamed while lying lifelessly on the floor with blood all over the place.

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"Boss, the beggar is dead. This motherfucker cried like a bitch before dying. Hurts my ear mann!"

The beggar was dead and in his surrounding four to five people were spectating the scenery.

" What a naive bitch. He wasn't even little hard to deceive. Must be that beggar brain."

"Hahaha"

"Kikikiki"

Everyone was smirking or laughing at the beggar whilst the old gentleman was sitting and only looking at the beggar's lifeless body.

The old gentleman was sitting on the expensive appearing chair. He wasn't as thrilled about this kill as he would have been any other day.

This old gentleman's name was Robert kaffine. He was an actor. It was his dream to be on the big screen. He wanted people's attention and good impression. At some point of his life, he had even thought of being a good person. All of his dreams and hope were crashed like a car that fell from 10,000 metres height. He was now nobody he wanted.

He was supposed to deceive and abduct people. He was like this due to various misfortunes of his life. Robert in his life has killed and deceived many people. He recognises this fact and accepts it. However difficult circumstances you may have, murder is murder. No one can deny it or accept it. Robert also accepts and remembers all those who he deceived and killed.

Robert is now a monster filled with darkness. He is now pitch dark. He is now unrecognisable to himself.

"Everyone, do your job now. Start the operation and sell all that is able to be sold and throw away the remains. Remember to clean the place up properly. I am going."

Half a hour ago when the beggar entered this house, Robert was finally done making a decision. When he saw a hopeful face turn into a face filled with dispair, he was not able to stop himself from stabbing that person. He was finally able to make a decision.

After advising everyone there to do their job, Robert drives his car making the mountains his destination. While making his way toward mountains, he opens his car's window and simply lets the wind hit his face.

Robert finally reaches his destination after five hours of reckless driving. He was finally at a place where he wanted to be in his life. He wasn't in a place where the circumstances put him. He was finally free.

Mountains were a joy of his life and he was happy to find that they still are. Whe he looks at the cold mountain from a distance, he finds it relaxing.

From his car he brings out a bottle of wine and a cigar, and sits on top of the car. He drinks and drinks and drinks. While smoking his cigar. He utters.

"What a pathetic human being."

While slowly breathing out the smoke he grabs his hand gun placed beside him. He points his gun towards the mountain, then towards his head. And finally.

"Bang!"

Because he had placed a silencer in his gun, there wasn't a loud sound. He silently died. His body slowly falling, from the top, of the car.

A few minutes before Robert died, he had a thought. He thought how wonderful would it have been if he was the who helped that beggar. How wonderful would the world look. How beautiful and bright that would have been.

But such thoughts of Robert were not realistic. He couldn't even face the fact that who he killed genuinely had a good impression of him. He wouldn't be the person who he is if he had done such deeds. If he was capable of doing such things, he wouldn't have existed till now. At the end, he was also a hopeless person.