"Will you learn your lesson now?" He scolds. I nod in agreement, my head going up and down in a repetitive nervous motion. My eyes blink nervously, I can't look at his face straight, all that's going on inside me is fear and nothing else, if there's any word I'll use which is greater than fear, I'd say that's what is going inside of me.
"Follow me!" His gaze focuses on my body, he looks at it with lust. "I have no interest in shooting you." He withdraws the gun from my forehead. "I got more to enjoy from you, I'd be foolish to let go of all the sweeties you got because of anger. I put my anger back into my pocket."
As he said this, he puts the gun back into his pocket. "Don't think because I've said this, I can't shoot you." I inhale the sigh I wanted letting out, swallowing the lump i
