i could almost feel my heartbeat in my head. i suddenly became aware of the ticking of the clock on the walls, the feel of the gun against my sweating hand, the coldness of the air that chilled my shoulders and the roughness of the towel that was wrapped tightly around my otherwise naked body. i felt exposed.
what a silly way to murder someone i thought. wrapped in simply a towel.
my eyes returned to josh. sadness is all i saw in his almond shaped eyes that were now filling up with tears.
i looked to ryan, who was gleaming at josh, his mouth turned up in a crude smirk. his seemingly nice and polite personality was gone to me, it was replaced with murder and rage.
if i were to pull this trigger to josh's head, will he really find tyler for me? or was this just a trick for ryan to get what he wanted? oh, how i wished i listened to frank and gerard. i wondered where they were now. did they miss me? hate me for my careless mistake? ,
no, i decided. we all make make mistakes. they know that, right?
i closed my eyes, raising the gun.
