He is a monster...
A mad man...
A sick soul that need help that I was not qualified to offer.
What have I done to deserve this?
"Brian? Please?" I pleaded one last time for him to just stop this. By the look on his face, I knew there was nothing else I could do to change his mind.
He c****d the loaded pistol. A sound that made my heart and body go limp.
Goodbye Tyler.
I love you.
His index finger resting on the trigger, I watched as he slowly pulled at it. My stomach tightened. Tears poured down my cheek as I watched this man prepare to kill.
Just as I gave up hope and ideas that would stop Brian, Tyler's bloody head snapped up. His eyes. Blue pools looked into my red, swollen eyes that poured out unstoppable tears.
So alert and wide awake, he lunged from the old chair before he
