killing her

"please. don't do it. i don't want to die here, not here not now, please. i know oblivion is inevitable but i'm not ready." her tear stricken face was terrified. she wasn't ready. she wasn't prepared to die. she didn't want to.
"you gotta go out and grab life." he lifted his gun and pulled the trigger, his eyes skirting over to the next girl who was completely silent. she looked at him, the emotions coursing through her were difficult to read. he bent down, meeting her at eye level. his revolver gun was silver, held loosely in his hand.
"you don't seem the slightest bit frightened. it's unsettling." he put the barrel of his gun against her temple, and noticed she leaned into it the slightest.
he raised an eyebrow in an arched motion and she smirked. "try me."