Love's bullet

Atlernative ending

out of the corner of his eye in the mirror, he noticed Cherry slowly walking behind him, he turned his head to look back at her and she lunged, knife in hand, he jumped out of the way but still got cut. His left arm now bleeding badly he looked into her eyes and they were dim, they were cold and dead, nothing like how they had been just seconds ago. He signed, "why? Cherry, what's wrong?", she lunged again, this time he dodged and didn't get cut. She said nothing, Mikey could only just barely hear her breathing. She lunged yet again, only this time mikey was able to knock the knife out of her hands, his back was now against the door, a loud thud came from the door causing Mikey to look back at it then realising what he should be focusing on, he snapped his focus to Cherry who now had a gun aimed right at his head. He froze, not sure what to do, Cherry took a step closer to him, he was wondering where the gun had come from, he knew he didn't own a weapon, then he remembered the lump she had on her ankle, that must have been the gun. She took another step, and another until the revolver was pressed against his forehead. In that time he remembered a disarming maneuver he had learned when he first joined up, although he hadn't been able to practice it yet, it was his best hope for survival. His left arm shot up, swatting the gun away, she shot and the bullet barely grazed his head. He took his other hand and slammed it into her throat, stunning her, he did it again and she fell unconscious and he jumped for the gun, he checked to see how many shots were left, there were three left. The door busted down revealing at least six robed men, Mikey knew he didn't have enough shots, he also knew what would happen to him if he were to be captured, so he stuck the barrel underneath his chin and fired.