We were both in this relationship only for self benefit.
I didn't care about him.
I do what I want.
I do what I please.
And I do it again until I got what I need.
Jonathan has gotten attached to me. He has feelings towards me now.
In the life that we live,we cannot care about anyone except for ourselves.
We need to go My voice rushes as I stuff a gun in my waist band.
He gets his bag packed,and we rush out the front door.
We run,
To the car that's already started.
I can already hear the police sirens.
I step on the gas,and we drive quickly away.
Jonathan is with me,
Only because he knows his way around town.
I see the red and blue lights in my mirror.
Shots are sprayed,and I duck my head.
First,one tire is shot.
Then another,
And two more following that.
We open the car doors,and flee.
We run,to the nearest alleyway,in hope to find a ladder.
I search and search,but there is nothing.
We've reached a dead end.
I'll boost you up His voice shakes.
But what about you my voice cracks.
He shakes his head,
And gives a sad,
Knowing smile.
I'll be fine he lies.
I put a foot in the palm of his hand,
And he pushes me upward.
My fingers grasp onto the ledge of the building,
And I pull myself up.
The sirens,grow closer.
And I can hear,the speeding police cars.
Jonathan throws a bag of money and guns up to me.
He looks up at me with tear filled eyes.
Jonny? I ask,with worry.
I'll be ok. He whispers,
His eyes filling with tears.
Put your hands up,now! A voice demands.
Several police officers are aiming their guns at Jonathan.
He looks up to me,
And offers me a smile,before turning to the policemen.
He slowly raises his hands,
And quickly,
And unexpectedly,
Pulls his gun out of his waist band.
Put the gun down now! A voice demands.
He raises his gun,
And holds it shakily against his head.
I'd rather die by my own hands. He chuckles.
We will shoot! Put the gun down! A man shouts,beginning to get worried.
He looks up to me,
One last time, with tears pouring out of his eyes.
I love you He whispers.
The last word to leave his mouth slowly comes out.
Run. He demands.
I close my eyes,
Refusing to see him die.
Bang
A sickening sound is heard,and it makes me want to shut down and hide.
A police officer looks up at me,and draws his gun.
I take of running.
I thought I didn't care about Jonathan,
But the tears streaming down my face,and sobs leaving my mouth tell me other wise.
In the life that we live,we cannot care about anyone except for ourselves,because in the end,the people we care about always get taken away from us.
