Hollywood What If Chapter 505
Kazir was scared, his breathing erratic. It didn't help that his body was aching. He probably had some broken ribs. Blood was flowing from his forehead, obscuring his left eye, making his vision half-red.
He coughed.
The sound of footsteps jolted him awake.
After a long time, he felt like death was knocking on his door again. He had experienced death before, and it was something so painful. Getting hit by a truck was excruciating. The blessing was that after enduring the pain for a few seconds, Kazir had returned to 1994 to redo his life...
This time, Kazir was not sure if that would happen. Having another second chance was too much to believe.
Once in a while, Kazir felt like everything was just a dream. Perhaps this whole regression was merely a fantasy his brain created before he died... Maybe he was already dead, and there was no regression at all?
However, the fact that he felt a sense of dread at this moment gave him the understanding that he wanted to live. This also made him understand that he was alive... He was not dead, he was alive, and everything he had experienced was real.
And today, he didn't want to die.
His will to live ignited, and Kazir forgot about the physical pain he was suffering. He pulled off his seat belt, and his head fell first onto the ceiling of the car. Some of the glass shards cut his head, but he didn't care at the moment.
He then proceeded to kick the cracked window to escape. He wanted to live. He was desperate. He kicked the window twice with more strength. The cracked window shattered.
The attacker saw that Kazir was still alive. He roared and aimed his gun at him.
"Kazir—!! You motherfucker—!!"
These words were so frightening to hear in this situation. The attacker had a grudge against Kazir for some reason. If words could kill, the attacker would have already won.
Kazir shuddered and heard the gun clattering. He instinctively closed his eyes. He squeezed a breath. He hoped that his death would be quick this time.
Then, a gunshot reverberated, and he flinched. Kazir was breathing hard. His body was shaking. His heart was beating so fast that he felt like he was having palpitations.
The silence lasted for two seconds before Kazir realized he was still alive. He opened his eyes and looked at his body. Except for the injuries he suffered from the car crash, he was fine. He didn't find any bullet holes.
He looked at the attacker and found him lying on the ground... Blood was slowly spreading beneath the body. The attacker was dead, unmoving.
"Director, are you okay?"
Kazir looked around quickly. He saw Anderson walking with difficulty, limping toward him. The bodyguard had a hard time moving his left foot, almost dragging it. Anderson was holding a pistol, the firearm he had used to kill the attacker.
"Anderson! Thank you! Thank you!" Kazir's voice cracked as he sobbed.
Kazir didn't know why, but tears just rolled down his cheeks as he frantically came out of the car. He thought he was going to die.
This was probably one of his most traumatic experiences. The first was his mom, the second was his first death, and then third was this incident.
Anderson nodded when he confirmed that his boss was fine. When the car hit them, Anderson had flown out of the windshield and rolled down the road. His left leg was broken.
Still, he immediately stood up to find Kazir despite his injury. When Anderson saw the attacker carrying a firearm, he pulled out his pistol and didn't hesitate to shoot him.
People started approaching them. Some of these bystanders had witnessed the whole scene, and it was like an action movie, but a terrifying one. Some of them started calling the police and the ambulance. Others were murmuring and curious about the incident.
Kazir weakly sat down, followed by Anderson, who had also lost his adrenaline. They were both in pain right now.
He stared at the attacker... Now he remembered. He recognized this person. This man had left a strong bad impression on Kazir.
He was one of the extras in Pirates of the Caribbean. The reason Kazir recognized him was that this person had been speaking badly about him and Scarlett. Kazir had kicked him off the filming set because of that.
In fact, Kazir also remembered his name.
"Aquino…"
Kazir weakly muttered.
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A few days before the incident, Aquino slammed his fists against the table out of anger.
"Why!? Why didn't they include my scenes in the second and third movies!?"
Aquino was one of the extras that Grey Pictures had hired to work on Pirates of the Caribbean. However, his job on set quickly ended when Director Grey fired him... He kinda understood where the director was coming from.
But because of that incident, Aquino lost the remaining favor of his Sugar Daddy, the person who helped him find jobs in Showbiz. Since then, Aquino had held a grudge against Director Grey. Aquino was also a cocaine user, and that didn't help. He had been a heavy user since he stepped into the industry.
Hollywood was famous for drugs, after all.
At first, Aquino was so delusional that he believed Kazir would include him in the movies. He had a couple of scenes where his face was shown. He hoped that this opportunity would give him a comeback... He was super high on cocaine when he thought of these scenarios.
When the second Pirates of the Caribbean movie was released, Aquino was angry that he was not included... Thankfully, his rationality was still active, and he kept his composure. He believed that Director Grey was saving the best for the last. Aquino believed his scenes would be in the third movie.
But when the third movie was released, Aquino decided to personally fix things. He would settle the grudge.
John Lennon.
Christina Grimmie.
Rebecca Schaeffer.
Tupac.
Gianni Versace.
Sharon Tate.
The Notorious B.I.G.
There were so many celebrities who were killed by their fans or haters. Aquino wanted to be part of that list.
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[Author's Note.]
[Yeah, what are Hollywood celebrities if there are no crazy fans/haters?]