I opened my eyes again.. Why am I not dead? He just put a bullet in my head... How am I still alive? I heard the click... And then another and another.
Nothing happened.
I looked at Brian, he had a confused look on his face, Taking the gun away from my head, He looked in the chamber, His expression didn’t change as he stared at Damon.
‘What the f**k? It’s empty!’ Damon clapped his hands and walked over to us. Rob and Brian exchanged a look, as did me and Charlotte.
‘Of course, they're empty’. Grabbing the backs of our necks, He squeezed them. It hurt like hell, but I tried my best to not let him know that. ‘I wasn’t going to let you blow their heads off in our living room!’ He started laughing as if it was a joke. He’s just f*****g sicks.
His grip on my neck, and probably Charlottes
