When You Forgot

"Come on Sam." She hissed. "It's time for you to decide. Are you with us or against us?" The gun felt cold and heavy in my hand. I looked at the boy who had helped me when I was hurt and abandoned. His eye held unsaid fear. But he didn't fight or cry or scream. He looked into my eyes and his seemed to say, you know that they're the bad ones, right? I looked back at the girl who I thought was my friend.
"Tick-tock Sam, we don't have all day. What's it going to be? The small group of wanna be rebels, or us. The ones who found you. Trained you. The ones who made you known in the world, or him?" There was venom in her voice.
I looked down at the gun in my hand. Lifted it up.
"I'm so, so sorry." I said tears streaming down my face. Then pulled the trigger.