[From your point of view... He reads it again and then a third time. He's waited so long to hear those words he wants to make sure he wasn't just imagining them.]
I was walking home after spending the evening at a club. Like most of our best statements I was a little tipsy, but not enough that I didn't feel like I couldn't walk myself home. It was when I was walking through the park and he just materialised out of seemingly no where.
I'm not ashamed to admit I was scared. I've told him in the past when city forced us together that I wasn't interested in being friends and I'd rather we just go our separate ways. I've done my best to stay away from him. I've always picked to just walk away before, but he wasn't letting me just walk away this time.
So, yeah, I pulled my gun on him. Told him to go. Told him he made his point but I would use the city to protect myself if he forced me to. I didn't want him to think he could just bully me into whatever he wanted either for this or the future. I hadn't even done anything to Charlotte that she hadn't willingly agreed to.
I just wanted to get away. Wanted him to go away. I kept telling him that if he came closer I would shoot. Then, if I'm being honest, I'm not sure if he was moving closer or if it was so dark it only looked like he was. I tried to back up but I was just so scared that I accidentally pulled the trigger. The shot went wild. It shouldn't have hit him, but the bullet turned back to him as the city promised. They just didn't tell me what we'd both want after the bullet hit.
Once THAT wore off I ran back home. I didn't even stop to grab my clothes. All I ever wanted was just to get away. I didn't actually want to shoot him. I just... I didn't want to be a victim or bullied either.
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I was walking home after spending the evening at a club. Like most of our best statements I was a little tipsy, but not enough that I didn't feel like I couldn't walk myself home. It was when I was walking through the park and he just materialised out of seemingly no where.
I'm not ashamed to admit I was scared. I've told him in the past when city forced us together that I wasn't interested in being friends and I'd rather we just go our separate ways. I've done my best to stay away from him. I've always picked to just walk away before, but he wasn't letting me just walk away this time.
So, yeah, I pulled my gun on him. Told him to go. Told him he made his point but I would use the city to protect myself if he forced me to. I didn't want him to think he could just bully me into whatever he wanted either for this or the future. I hadn't even done anything to Charlotte that she hadn't willingly agreed to.
I just wanted to get away. Wanted him to go away. I kept telling him that if he came closer I would shoot. Then, if I'm being honest, I'm not sure if he was moving closer or if it was so dark it only looked like he was. I tried to back up but I was just so scared that I accidentally pulled the trigger. The shot went wild. It shouldn't have hit him, but the bullet turned back to him as the city promised. They just didn't tell me what we'd both want after the bullet hit.
Once THAT wore off I ran back home. I didn't even stop to grab my clothes. All I ever wanted was just to get away. I didn't actually want to shoot him. I just... I didn't want to be a victim or bullied either.