dan //
phil had the gun,
he seemed so scared,
and he pointed it to charlie.
"phil.. please.. don't shoot him, he's-"
"yes phil, listen to the toy."
"phil, don't. you don't need to kill him, please this could end worse! we can just call the cops!"
"oh dan, but that's no fun!"
"phil?"
"let philly choose, daniel."
phil looked like he was going to lose it.
"SHUT UP!"
"phil, you choose to leave me and the toy alone, or you kill me and get put into jail for life. you choose."
"charlie! stop!"
"I SAID SHUT UP!"
"phil! calm down it'll be okay just put the gun down!"
"after everything he's done to you?! all the pain he has put on you physically and mentally!? he doesn't deserve anything good in life!"
"phil, please, just-"
then charlie charged at phil,
the gun in both of their hands,
fighting for it.
all i could do was plead,
beg for them to stop,
soon,
i was running out,
calling for help,
but it was too late.
there was a gunshot,
and silence.
