Under normal circumstances he would speak his mind, but, with a gun against his head, what could he really do? Especially when the person holding the gun was none other than his first girlfriend, his first lover. How did things even come to this? Even he doesn't really get it.
Sure they had fallen in love but was she always so obsessed with him? I mean.. She would stalk his socials and she remembered the road he takes to school. She killed all his sisters, and has yet to kill his mother. This was not love, It was a deadly obsession that resulted in the death of others. She was so possessive of him, she had to have him. He rejected her though after finding out she killed his family members, and now she had kidnapped him and held him at gunpoint,
Her gaze crazed but filled with longing. Every breath she took trailed down his neck, her smile was wide and odd. He shivered.
"If I can't have you, then nobody can, You understand, my love?" She giggled creepily and she pushed the gun against his head. He shakes his head, rejecting her again. Her face contorts to anger and she screams, her words couldn't be made out.
She took deep breaths and then pulled the trigger.
by: m
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Our First Beginnings
Romanceshort, random stories about our beginnings. happy or not. written by two people.