When the guy lowered his gun Roma bursted into tears from relief, she sometimes thought about how she’d die but someone she didn’t know just shooting her in the head in an alleyway wasn’t a thought that crossed her mind.
Roma took his hand after a minute of hesitation, lifting herself from the ground and fixing her clothes, her hands shaking as the tears kept rolling down her cheeks, she tried to stop them but she was so terrified she couldn’t even get her words together to speak.
❝ You almost shot me, ❞ She stammered with horror, looking up to the man. He seemed nice and friendly now as he introduced himself but Roma was still seeing the barrel of the gun right in front of her eyes. ❝ Oh my god what is wrong with you you can’t just randomly shoot people! ❞
He was kind, yes, but Roma was way too scared to be kind.
Ah, Jesse understood the anger and fear of the young woman. Even though Jesse was used to this kind of situation, he tried to fix it.
"Do not worry, ma'am. I did not know who you were. You know, it's my job, I know what I'm doing. I will never shoot you. Unless you were an enemy of the American army, in which case you would be in prison at the present time, but that does not seem to be the case. All my excuses. "
The poor girl. Jesse reached out gently so as not to scare her face to wipe away the tears on her cheeks.
"Do not cry, you will be much more beautiful without those tears on your cheeks. "
He said with a charming smile, as he knew how to do them.