Silence fell on us, and for a long while, we just stood there, watching each other, my fingers wrapped around his gun, my chest heaving with anticipation. What would he do? Was he so scared of the things he had come to make me feel that he would so willingly pull the trigger?
I had no doubt that he wouldn't be able to do it. Pulling the trigger on me.. on anyone... it wasn't something my Gray would do.
But seeing how adamant he was about having killed someone, maybe that person deserved to be killed.
I closed my eyes. I know I sound deranged, absolutely batshit crazy, and that is probably why Kevin was able to do what he did to me, but Gray...
I slowly opened my eyes and let go of the gun, my hands falling to my sides. His eyes held mine, and I could see the thin walls behind which he
