Subject 39
"Drop the gun, Jason.”
“You think I want to shoot you?” He furrowed his brows.
“But...” he shrugs, then continues,
“I don't want to die either.”
I pondered on something for a while and then made a wise decision to change the plan.
“Okay Jason. Let's put our guns down at the same time.”
“I hope this isn't some trick you learned back in 'how to be an assassin' camp,” he narrowed
his eyes.
I took my finger off the trigger.
“On the count of three...one, two,” I lowered my gun on the floor. “Three.”
He did the same and I kicked my gun further away while he followed suit.
“You really planned on killing me huh?” His face screwed in distress.
“You think this is easy for me!” I ran my fingers through my hair and began to pace.
“I-I still love you!”
“Really?” His features softened.
“Yes.”
Jason closed the distance between us.
He cupped my face into the palm of his hands and whispered,