I watched my husband, a smile stretched across his face.
A taunting bang filled the slience.
The icey cold bullet piecred my skin sending an incomprehensible pain to pulse throughout my entire body. "You could have just told me what I wanted to know." Said the tall figure that now stood above me. A crack of a smile parted at his lips, his cold eyes surveyed the blood that was now seeping out of my leg. The red liquid was hot as it seeped out, it left a burning sensation that was sightly numbed by my happiness. My mind wait blank as I looked down the barrel he was holding. His crack of a smile never left his face, his eyes now wide with amusement. The same deafening howl of the bullet racing through the gun, filled the air, until at last everything had gone. Finally. It's over.
