When I woke I was alone in my bed.
I assumed Harry had to go train or something.
My arm wasn't hurting as much.
I got out of bed and tried to change my clothes. I struggled as I tried to pull of my shirt. After a few minutes of tugging with one hand I managed to get it off. Easily, I slid off my pants.
I searched through the drawers and found a sweatshirt and skinny jeans. Since the sweat shirt was a little big it easily slid into place, the skinny jeans took a little longer.
I walked out of my room proud of myself.
I went to the kitchen to find some breakfast.
I didn't hear anyone talking, or anyone at all.
I shrugged it off and found an apple. I bit into the apple a I walked to the lobby.
There was no one in the lobby either.
I ran around the whole motel, I couldn't find anyone.
I noticed a small note on the outside of my door.
'Went to a meeting, stay safe -Harry'.
It wasn't very helpful, I didn't know when the left or when they're coming back.
I remembered the gun in the drawer and thought of this as an opportunity to train.
I grabbed the gun and quickly ran to the gym. I looked for something I could shoot at. I found an empty beer can lying at the floor, I picked it up and ran outside.
I went behind the motel so no one could see me. I set the beer can on an old tree stump,
I raised my gun,
aimed,
and pulled the trigger.
It just nearly missed the beer can, I cursed under my breath.
I reloaded the gun,
took a deep breath,
raised the gun,
aimed,
and pulled the trigger once more.
This time I knocked the beer can clean off the stump. I smiled big and ran to the stump.
"Nice shot." A man said coming out from the trees.
I gasped and took a step back, "Who are you?" I asked shakily, he chuckled. "I'm one of Bens friends." He said with a weird grin.
I panicked and raised my gun, he put his hands up to surrender but kept walking towards me.
"You don't have the gut to shoot me." He laughed. I reloaded the gun, took a deep breath. He froze for a second, my hands were shaking. He began walking again after I didn't do anything.
I pulled the trigger.
His body dropped to the ground, lifelessly.
I dropped the gun and gasped, I fell to my knees.
I sat there stunned, staring at his lifeless, dead body.
