Kierstin's POV
And nothing happens. I stare in confusion at the gun. The crazy girl from earlier reaches the stage.
She stands for moment panting. Then she giggles.
"What?" I demand. "What's so funny? Why didn't my gun fire?"
She smiled. "You only packed two bullets right?" I nod. "And do you remember which sections of the chamber you put then in?" She's speaking slowly as if she doesn't think I'm capable of understanding her. I grunt in anger.
"Of course I do." I shot back. "One right after the other. Right......" I faltered. I'd been about to point to which section is put the bullets when I realized I didn't remember. I sighed. "Whatever. You win."
She smiled. Matt eyed me closely and squinted. "Who the hell is Edward?" he asked. I looked away. "WHO THE HELL IS EDWARD!?!?!" he shouted.
As the crowd who'd been ready to witness a suicide approached the stage they slowed. A small mousy woman with soft short brownish hair stepped forward.
She frowned. "Yes. How do you know Edward?" She asked. I shrugged. "I don't even know an Edward." The girl finally stopped panting and stood up. She smiled like she knew something we didn't.
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