Trigger Warning: gun violence
I saw his face turn white as I ran into the alleyway, "Baby," he said. "Go. Run back home. You can't be here, you'll get hurt. Come on, man! Go!" He was shaking, and I noticed the streetlights reflect in the corner of his eyes. A single tear fell down the left side of his face. It was more fear than I had ever seen from Dallas Winston.
"Let him go," I told the man who was holding my lover at gunpoint. I took a deep, shaky, horrified breath and slowly raised the pistol. "Let him go!"
"I'm not listening to you! Fuck off. Go home like Dal said." He pressed the gun harder against Dallas's temple. "Run away or I'll shoot him right in front of you."
"No," I stood still. "If you really wanted to hurt him, you'd shoot me instead. You shoot me, I shoot you. It'd be a fair deal, wouldn't it?" Time seemed to be frozen still.
"We got a deal," the man said. Dallas quickly broke away as the stranger pointed his gun towards me.
Dallas took a few steps back and watched us terrified. I didn't even look at him, I was too lost in the barrel of the gun. Any second...
The man started to count.
"1."
"Jordyn, no. You can not let this happen to you!" Dallas cried.
"2."
I closed my eyes and felt tears of fire roll down my cheeks.
"3."
I pulled the trigger, and nothing was the same again.
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HOW TO FALL APART AND GET STITCHED BACK TOGETHER // DALLAS WINSTON
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