Sally's 30 day writing challenge

Day 15: The B**ch Is Dead

Pablo raises a gun up to Trey's chest pushing him up to a wall. Trey lifts his hands into the fresh city air. "S-s... stop," Trey pushes the gun down from his chest. "Look I didn't do anything wrong,"
"You are a bitch, thats more then enough to kill you." Pablo raises the gun once more, but this time to his head.
"You don't have to do this, baby I know you love me." Trey cups Pablos face in his hands. "Please just let me live." Treys eyes fill with tears as Pablo hesitates to pull the trigger.
"I'm sorry." Pablos finger slowly pushes down onto the trigger making a loud bang noise that echos down the long ally way.
Trey melts down the wall as he screams with a bullet logged into his head. "W-w.. why?" Pablo drops the gun witch held in his hand, he fulls to the ground hugging Trey to comfort him.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I had to I'm sorry," Pablo repeats himself over and over again trying not to believe what he had just done.
As Trey passes on Pablo cleans himself off get gets his phone out of his back pocket, he bends down and picks up the gun. Pablo dials a number into his phone.
"The bitch is dead," Pablo says shaking.
"Good, do you feel better?" The man on the phone asks.
"Much," Pablo smiles a little hanging up.