Crazy In Love
I held a gun to the head of the man I am in love with. I was shaking, tears forming in my eyes. "You have to shoot me, Eliza" I shook my head. I can't do such a thing, I wouldn't be able to live with myself "I can't" I whispered out to him. He was on his knee's in front of me, his own gun in his right hand "You have t...