|| Burn Marks ||

"Leon..." She spoke softly, looking at him, her gun pointed at the man in front of her. Her eyes turned glossy as she held the gun up, not removing it from the blue shirt it was pointed at.

Leon looked to her, and then the gun, putting his hands up. "Hey, it's okay." He spoke softly. Worried filled his eyes.

Her arms began to shake as she tried to resist. There was a moment where she moved the gun slightly to the side as a bullet field off to the side, missing Leon. She looked to him before she was relieved it missed.

Leon watched her closely as the gun moved away from him and turned on herself.

She looked at the gun as the cold metal was now pressed against the side of her head. The tears started to fall from her face. "I'm sorry." She spoke softly. "I can't.. I can't. " Leon knew what she meant.

Then, the echo of a gunshot rang out through the whole area. Leon couldn't bring himself to look.

What just happened?