Marriage Of Secrets

The fight that night

"You idiot! You shouldn't have come after me like that!" Gabriel said, clocking the gun as he held it firmly in his grip. "What exactly were you thinking? Was it your plan to die?"

Anderson turned to him and frowned at the sight of the gun. His teeth had mistakenly bitten his tongue due to the punch, and he could taste nothing but his own blood.

"You are making a mistake by pointing that gun at me, Gabriel," he said with a frown. "You do not know who you are messing with."

"I do not care about who I am messing with!" Gabriel cried. "You have gotten enough good things in life, and that's enough for me to hate you!"

"I promise you that that isn't how life works," Anderson rolled his eyes.

"You are no one to tell me how life works! I am killing you here and now you pathetic idiot!" Gabriel said moving closer to him with the gun. The gun was pointed to Anderson's forehead and Ander knew the trigger could be pulled at any moment from then.

"You claim yourself that I am your brother," Anderson said in disappointment. "Why would you point a gun at your own brother?"

"You are talking nonsense!" Gabriel said and placed hands on the trigger. "Time to leave, you fool!"

Anderson sharply kicked his feet off the floor, causing Gabriel to lose his grip and fall to the ground. He made his way to the top of him and grabbed hold of his hands trying to pull the gun off his grip. There was no point. The guy wouldn't listen.

"Give me that damn gun! You will hurt yourself!" He roared.

"Let go of it! You deserve to die, you fool!" Gabriel wouldn't let go of it. They both rolled on the cold sand under the moonlight struggling with the loaded pistol, until the pistol went off and they both gasped. Anderson's face went pale and he felt blood. They both felt blood soaked in their shirts and together they struggled for breath.