I took a pebble from the ground, thinking of plans to get out of this situation without harming her too much.

"Where'd you get a gun?" I asked, not much caring for what the answer could actually be.

Mack opened her mouth to say something, but quickly shut it, deciding to remain quiet instead.

Her hand quivered and twitched as she held the gun, she clearly did not want to hurt anyone.

I swiftly threw the pebble towards Mack, "Catch." I muttered, loud enough for her to hear.

She focused on dodging the pebble, allowing me to attack and slice her shoulder. Blood was dripping down her arm as she struggled to point the gun towards me.

I swung my knife at her stomach, yet she managed to dodge it and fire the gun just below my stomach.

I took a few steps back, tripping on nothing and falling to the ground, my sm shirt starting to have the stain of dark red.

I needed to injure her hand so it would be easier for me to take the gun away.

She was clearly better at shooting at a close range, so I wouldn't be able to attack without getting shot.

Mack's being more cautious than ever, so a mere trick could not be able to help me here anymore.

"Give up!" She yelled, still struggling to keep the gun held high, "I don't want to fight you!"

I chuckled, failing the attempt to keep a straight face.

No matter how tough she might seem at times, she's always and forever will be a caring sweet girl on the inside.

That's one of the reasons why I admire and adore her so much.

But I'm not willing to lose to her just to lose her.