***Trigger warning: a gun is used in this chapter, so if you have any gun-related triggers, I strongly suggest you don't read it.******

"You're just adorable, aren't you?" He smiled down at me, his intentions clear in his eyes. I giggled like a lovestruck teenager, even though that was not how I felt. He grabbed my hands, and leant down close to my ear. "Follow me." He whispered, a little too eagerly.

I knew he was going to attempt at killing me if I did, so of course I followed him. I prepared for a fight, just in case.
He led me to a secluded area, trees surrounding us on every side. He turned around, and grabbed me harshly.
"You shouldn't have followed me, and now you'll regret it." He pulled out a gun, and held it to my head.
"A gun? Really? Ugh, I wanted a case more creative. What do I get, though?! I get a fucking gun. The most boring weapon!!!" I  cried out frustratedly.  I mean, really, it's not that hard to be creative and at least use a knife, instead of a gun.

"Wha-?"  He hesitated, confused. His hesitation was the perfect window to finish off the job, so I grabbed his wrist and yanked him in front of me,  then grabbed the gun. I pulled him into a headlock and immobilized his arms. He kicked at my legs and struggled, but his kicks were weak and harmless.   I leant my head forward, and whispered in his ear,
"You shouldn't have led me here, and now you'll come to regret it."  Then I shot him in the head and dropped his body.