Michael stared at Micky who did, in fact, did have a gun to his head. He was looking Michael in the eye.
"Where'd you get that?" Michael demanded.
"None of your damn bus—"
Micky was in the middle of his sentence when Michael lunged at him. They fell to the floor and Micky had terrible flashbacks of the first time it had happened. The flashbacks distracted him and Michael fought him for the weapon.
The gun fired.
But this time, Micky wasn't the one to get shot.
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Demise (Dolenzmith) (COMPLETE)
FanfictionIn which a mentally deranged serial killer falls for a suicidal teen. cover created by: @mikeslegs COMPLETE
