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loaded gun

a/n: just dialogue

"You're not the only one walking around with a loaded gun."

"I don't even have a gun!"

"Oh but you do and it's resting right between those cherry lips, the barrel pointed right at me ready to fire at the start of 'I love you'."

"Connor please, I can explain!"

"Don't you understand?! You can't explain! There's nothing you can say that I don't already know."

"What if I said I'll never do it again? I'll never even say his name."

"One shot, two shots, aimed right at my heart. When are you going to understand that my heart is beating against the front of your shotgun, and yet you keep asking me to stay?"

"Would you please stop talking in metaphors for like, two seconds?"

"No turning you into a weapon is my only coping mechanism and right now you're more dangerous than ever."

"Look, I'm sorry I cheated. I won't do it again. Forgive and forget right? I can change."

"Yeah, change as in empty your cartridge and reload with new ammo. Do you honestly think I'm going to stay with you?"

"Yes?"

"You've got to be kidding me."

"Just hear me out, don't go."

"I won't be the one going, I've got you right where I want you."

Troye struggles against the ropes that keep him bound to the chair.

"What are you going to do to me?" Connor laughs.

"Like I said baby, you're not the only one with a loaded gun."

One shot, two shots fired.

All aimed right at his heart.