We Are All Killers [Snk ~ Reiner x Bertolt]

Chapter 8: Murder

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Bertolt's POV

I was so close to doing it. So close, but once again, hesitation took over. I lowered the gun. I could feel myself get welled up with tears and frustration.

Suddenly, I realized the room was filling with smoke.

"Dammit, no!" Reiner uttered under his breath. He groaned and picked up the frying pan, turning around to see me pointing a gun straight at his head. His expression immediately changed.

I looked down at the frying pan. He had burnt eggs. I wanted to laugh at him, but I didn't have the strength to.

Three times.

Three times have I had a weapon in my hand. Three times have I had the chance to kill him. Each time I had failed. I dropped the gun to my side. It slid out of my loose fingers and landed on the ground next to me.

I could tell that he tried to read my expression which was filled with agony and frustration. I fell to my knees. Why is this so hard?

Reiner put the frying pan back on the stove and walked up to me and crouched down so that he was my where I was. I stared straight ahead of me.

"I can't do it," I whispered. "Just do it for me." I picked the gun up in hand and gave it to him.

"Bertolt," he said. He reached out to grab the gun, but he put it to the side.

I glared at him in pure frustration. "Why don't you just do something?" I bellowed. "Do you not know how much power you have over me? End it!" I began to feel new, hot tears.

At first, he stared at me as I looked to the ground. However, I felt him wrap his arms around me. I was confused. Why would he do that? It felt wrong. Hell, it was wrong. We were enemies. We had to kill each other. Why was he doing this?

I pushed him off and backed away from him. "You bastard!" I shouted. "Don't you know what you are doing? We weren't meant to bond. We were meant to kill each other. We were meant to viciously murder each other. This is making everything worse."

He looked into my eyes. There was something in his expression I could not comprehend. Perhaps I was too infuriated to understand. "There was a reason I didn't kill you right away," Reiner stated. "One of us had to die. Already, I didn't see that as fair. I wanted us both to live until the very last minute possible. We are 16. we have four years left to do whatever we want until one of us has to die."

I almost didn't know how to respond. He was not trying to torture me. He just wanted to make sure that we both had a chance to live to the fullest.

"But what I'm worried about is not the time, Reiner," I said. "I'm just worried about what would happen then. If one of us is willing to kill, then at least he can save himself. There is no point in the both of us dying," I looked at him.

He knew that I was talking about him when I said that one of us had to be willing to do so. Besides, I had attired and failed three too many times.

However, he shook his head. "Who ever said I was willing to kill?"

I had to process this. If he was not willing to kill, and I was not willing to kill, then who will?

"You-" I started to open my mouth, but I didn't know what to say.

He sighed. "I don't want to kill you. I never did. I wanted us both to live for as long as we could. I only tracked you down for selfish reasons. I didn't want to die either so I wanted to make sure you were scared of me in a way. You know, so I have a less chance of dying right away."