"There's just something about you. I can't seem to complete the job and pull the trigger. But I know I have no choice," he says our eyes meeting for a mere second.

"But what if I don't want you to pull the trigger? What if this is just the beginning? I love the feeling you give me, that makes my heart feel like it's beating outside my chest. So don't be the gun that lets me go. But rather the hand that pulls me back in."

I watch as a tear cascades down his cheek.

He gulps, tears still falling at an unsteady rate. He raises the gun up, lining it up perfectly with my heart.

"I really wish I could princess."

A\N: I hope you enjoyed my blurb.