You shouldn't have trusted him. You shouldn't have loved him. It was a mistake for you to open up your heart just for him. You shouldn't, yet you did. Not even a million wounds can express the one placed into your heart. Betrayed by the one you loved? How ironic it is.

It was rash for you to suddenly want revenge. For you to suddenly show up and place a gun over his heart. Yet all he does is hold it instead of stopping you.

"You mean you're actually gonna kill me?" He asked his voice calm as he looked at you concedingly.

"I mean just that." You answered a scowl on your lips as you glared at him. Yet the thought of you actually doing it left a bitter taste in your mouth.

"You won't do it. You can't pull the trigger, you can't pull it because you love me. It takes a very brave and a very cold woman to do that {{user}}. And i dont think you can."