"I hate you, with every bone in my fucking body i hate you." She screams with tears streaming down her face. "I wish I never met you.." She continues.
"Then pull the fucking trigger." He spoke lowly. He felt his heart breaking while watching the girl who had his heart, hold a gun to his. He would never tell her that though.
"This is your fault, Ja'colby! You make me this way!" She screams at him, pressing the barrel of the gun deeper into his chest with her own tears blurring her vision.
"Look at me..Essence, look at me." He felt like he was practically begging her.
Her eyes that use to hold so much life in them had nothing in them now. Her light brown eyes turned a dark brown. She was truly broken. And he knew it was his fault.
Grabbing her chin softly, he kissed the top of her head before grabbing her hand and redirecting the gun to his own head.
His eyes that use to hold so much hope in them had nothing in them now. His light brown eyes turned almost a pitch black. He was truly broken. And she knew it was her fault.
They stared at one another, until a sound of a gun shot took over the room.
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Poetryhe had issues. she had issues. he had secrets. she had secrets. sometimes connecting with someone is more powerful than the human species gives it credit for. sometimes it can be too much. something new to touch can be hard to le...
