“Don’t run, it’s no use..”

He said shakily, tears filling up his eyes as he pointed the barrel of his gun against the side of your head. How come you’ve gotten into this situation?

Well, it could’ve been better if he told you he was a mafia boss a few months earlier.

The loving gaze in his eyes, they were non-existent anymore. It’s replaced with remorse, anger and frustration. But you knew that the anger and frustration were all fake. You knew, deep inside him, there was something that held him back.