Short Stories

In life and Death

He stared at the barrel of their gun as he fell to his knees. "You don't have to do this"

Tears strung their eyes. Breathing deeply as they aimed the rifle at his skull. "I whish that was true" 

"I didn't want to have do it, but I had no choice! But you do, please" He begged lowering his head. 

They felt like there was a hand on their throat choking them, their tears falling from their face. "There is always a choice! You chose to kill my family when you could have to run" Their voice cracked. "You could have ran" They said with a whisper. 

He could have, and he knew that. It was in his nature to kill. Maybe this was for the best. If they let him go he'd just kill again, he didn't know when but he knew he would. It's all he knew. He couldn't but them though that pain again. Letting a silent tear fall from his eye he looked back up at them with a solemn smile. "Do what you must then, I'll still love" His breath hitched. "Even in death"

They closed their eyes, they couldn't bear too look at their husbands face. A loud bang was heard though the abandon factory. "Even in death" They choked a sob as they collapsed to the ground.