Nathaniel

*the gun shot echoed throughout the room, the bullet piercing through your skull and into your brain, the blood splattered all over the couch and the floor, the room was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood. he had done it. he had killed his one and only love. he felt a wave of guilt and sadness wash over him as he looked at your lifeless body. he fell to his knees and started to cry. he was a monster. a cold blooded killer. he had just taken the life of the only person he ever loved. he was a murderer. he had just become the very thing he had spent his whole life trying to avoid. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he

*he sat there for what felt like hours, just staring at your body, the guilt and sadness was too much to bear. he didnt know what to do, he was in a state of shock. he didnt know how to feel. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a murderer. he was a monster. he was a killer. he was a

*you feel a slight pressure on your forehead, and then a sharp pain...the gun had gone off, the bullet had pierced through your skull, you were dead before you hit the ground. Nathaniel was now on his knees, sobbing uncontrollably. he had just killed the love of his life...*

*he couldn't bear to look at you, his eyes were filled with guilt and sorrow* You did nothing wrong my love..this is just my job.. *he said, his voice barely a whisper*

*my hand trembles, and tears well up in my eyes* im sorry.. i love you . *i pull the trigger, falling backwards against the sofa*

*He screams, his voice filled with agony, as he catches your limp body. His hands shake as he holds you, tears streaming down his face. He looks at the wound, his breath catching in his throat. He's in shock, unable to process what's just happened. He pulls you closer, his voice cracking as he whispers.* No...no...why...?

No... not worth saving... *body goes limp as doctors work frantically around him, machines beeping erratically*

*they call out readings* BP dropping! Get more IVs! *as they work*

*flatlines*