Falling Apart

Gun..?

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What?

Oh my fucking shit.

Am I hearing this right?

Gun?

No. It can't be right.

It's-it's not.

What?

"W-what?" I stutter.

"I know. It's not- I don't- I need--" he stutters.

"W-w-w-what?"

Okay. Now we're just a bunch of idiots stuttering.

"I--let's not talk here. It's not safe." He whispers reaching out for me and suddenly I move away standing to my feet.

"Crystal.. It's not what you think."

I don't even know what I'm thinking. I don't know what to believe. I don't know how I'm supposed to react to this news.

I'm frozen in place, I shake my head.

"I want to explain but I can't. Not here at least." He continues.

He stands up too and reaches out for me. His hand extended out to me, his eyes pleading for me to take his hand, and yet I do nothing.

Is he planning to use the gun?

Why does he need one?

Why does he have a damn gun?!

"No, I want you to explain right now."

"I can't. It's too risky, someone could be listening."

"I don't care!" I breathe almost starting to pant.

He stays silent.

"Fine," I say but I stay where I am. There's a good amount of space between us. I tremble. Am I scared?

I'm scared.

I'm scared.

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Evan's POV

She trembles, she won't sit or talk to me. This is exactly what I was afraid of.

She's picturing me killing someone, taking someone's breathe away, something that's not mine to take. I know it.

Worse of all, she's scared of me.

I'll explain everything after school. I can't believe I told her. It just came out.

I guess the truth always comes out. One way or the other.

I can't stand this any longer. It's slowly killing me. There's this major tension flowing around us and every time I move even a little, she eyes me as if I'm about to pull it out.

I sigh, "I don't have it with me."

"Okay." She finally decides to sit, but not next to me. She sits down on the floor.

"The ground is pretty cold. Come sit on the chair, I'll move." I stand.

I understand why she's so scared. She doesn't understand that I have it for a good reason. I'm going to protect her.