"i cant lose you again!" -benrius

-16-

Omfg, we got this far? EHHH HFHRHEBDB
WE GOT TO 16?! WTF IVE NEVER MADE IT THIS FAR LMFAO.
Ey btw, can we say this "gun" is a pistol that doesn't need to be reloaded very much?

Btw, we're still with that time skip into 5 days later.

Tw:
Guns lol💅

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
☆☆With Ben☆☆
Ben pov:

I was going on a walk.
The walk.
That path.... the one I'd walk down every day as many times as I can, even if it means ignoring everyone.

I walked for about 15 minutes before I reached a big tree.
The big tree.
That same tree that I've climbed over a hundred times.

I climb to the top, like every day.
At the top is the same little hole that leads to a little chill out spot.

(Like where the brechas start, there is a hole that goes INTO the tre, and down the hole, is a not too small, not giant chill spot)

I love it down here.

It's so calm and peaceful.

I sat down and thought about stuff.

I thought about my friends.

I thought about Darius.

I thought about my family.

I thought even more about Darius.

Get out my head, bro.

I mean, it doesn't help that I'm always wearing his jumper...

Or that he's... gone.

I miss you, Darius..

After a while, I fell asleep thinking of something.

☆☆☆☆☆With Darius☆☆☆
Third person.

The door opened to reveal none other than Mitch.
Standing there, he held a gun in his left hand.

"Come on, darius?~ Don't you wanna help us? It would make things a lot easier, " he said with a smile and soft tone, although it was almost like he was waiting for darius to say 'no'.
Although the look in his eyes made you think he wanted to shoot Darius or cause him pain any other way.

"I wouldn't be able to walk anyway." Darius answered, looking at the stone floor.

"Is that.. a yes?" The ancient blond asshole asked with a surprised tone.

Darius let out a sigh, "It's still a 'no', plus I wouldn't be able to walk if it was a yes.

"Same as aslways, huh?" He laughed before walking over.

"How about I change that answer for you?" He announced as he raised his gun to dariusss head.

"Shoot." Said darius without hesitation.

"What?"

"Shoot. Right now. In the head."

"Really?"

"Do it." Demanded Darius, who hadn't broken eye contact.

"Alright.." Answered Mitch, trying to be intimidating.

Mitch's finger slowly pressed against the trigger. He looked away.

"Shoot. Hurry up!"

Mitch's finger pressed more down on the trigger, ready for it to go off.

Mitch shut his eyes, ready for the bang, and then he pressed the trigger down all the way.

It was sighlent.