Distance

Never did I knew one day I would be doing this. Standing with a gun pointed at a person, let alone be my own bestfriend. Guess things didn't trunout well, but little did I knew it could get this bad.

Now that I saw him, totally caught off guard, shock obvious on his face. He could have stepped away but he was standing still. His brown eyes had that darkness in them. Was that hate for me?

Sweat dripping from his forehead. His shirt torn from all the fighting and then dust particles on his face. Now that I saw a thin figure standing far from us with stress and frightness, memories from the past flashing through my mind. I know for sure, one has to die today and it won't remain the same ever. Things change, people move on. And without one other thought I pulled the trigger.