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A/N: prepare for sadness.  Because I am a good person.

The gun was in my hand.  The safety was off.  I could pull the trigger at any moment.  And it could all be over.  Everything.  All of the pain.  All of the suffering.  It could be gone.

I was worthless.  Talentless.  A Reserve Course student.  I was nothing compared to the Ultimates.  A worthless piece of trash.  "You're starting to sound like him" I said to myself, and I chuckled sadly.  Yes, maybe he had gotten in by lottery.  By luck.  But he was still an ultimate.

He hated my guts now that he had found out that I wasn't an ultimate.  He taunted me.  He laughed at me.  And I thought that he loved me.  But I guess his love just couldn't reach a talentless, worthless person like me.

We had been in love.  We had spent every night on the beach together.  We had sometimes even had slumber parties in each others cottages.  But now all that was gone.

It was all gone.

He was gone. 

So I pulled the trigger.

A/N:  Sugar and spice and everything nice :)

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