*SEQUEL TO BEG. PLEASE READ BEG BEFORE THIS* I eye down them as they act all cute and lovely. My stomach churns and I begin to feel sick. Anger goes through me when Melanie starts to laugh. I should be her, I should be on that date. I grip my hand gun tightly. Chance begins to mess with Melanie, causing some of her sandwich to fall on her face. "Do you have a tissue?" Melanie asks with a giggle. "I'll deal with that," Chance replies with a smirk and begins to lean in. I can't take this anymore. I raise my handgun and pull the trigger. [Book 2]