(A/N) So I've dicided ta write a two shot for valentines day. the whole story will be up around valentines day, but this is just da preview/intro lol


Bullet For My Valentine

It was four years ago, Valentines Day to be exact. I slowly closed my eyes as the images and clips of scenes started to flow back into my memories, flooding my mind. As much as I tried to forget, I couldn't erase what was hunting me down, inching closer as it finally punctured though my chest. The pain was constant and sharp. Ofcourse there was no blood this time, although the memories were full blood stains, and blood shed.

*Flash Back*

"If he loved you enough to take a fucking bullet for you, I can too Gwen. I can't tolerate it! Just fucking can't! Please Gwen, I love you..."
"...but you ran away when...when he fired the gun, and Trent had heard my screams, and then ran towards me, and pushed me away from the bullet. It hit his right shoulder. Luckly the gunner had no more bullets left. Doctors say he is fine now..."
I started to walk out of the sliding hospital doors. He had followed me, but I ignored him and pretended he wasn't there. Before I got to my car, he jerked my shoulder back and turned me around.
"Gwen I can prove I love you, I won't run off and leave you in danger by youself. I can...I can prove it to you now."
With trembling hands he quickly reached into his blue jean pocket and nerously pulled out a sliver gun. It glimmered undered the alabaster moon. Death machine in his hand, and a maniacle love drunk expression plastered across his face, he lifted the shotgun 3 inches.
"I love you Gwen, I love you dearly,and this is why I'm doing this...for you and for me..."
He finally pulled the trigger, I saw crimson spewing down and took a few small steps backwards. Suddenly, everything went black. I was unknowing...unseeing...

*End Flash Back*

At first I stayed optimistic, thinking of what Trent used to say, "With time, memories will heal..." But that as we all know, was utter bull shit, just some random line another famous person wrote and recored down to help the people around him stay optimistic about things. As far as I know, it was another big lie, like fairy tales that mother and father used to read to me before bed time when I was a little girl. Things changed and I'm no longer a little girl, and the world as I knew, was made up of huge lies.

*Flash Back*

"Gwen, trust me you will be safe with me..."
He violenty grabbed my waist from behind, and pulled me forcingly into a backwards hug. He made sure I couldn't escape and then he crashed his lips down hard and planted unwanted kisses along my neck line.
"Your safe now Gwen, and I love you so much..." I started to scream and kick, but he istantly put his left hand over my mouth.
"You little bitch, if you kick at me or open those sexy lips of yours again, I will shoot you."
He uncovered my mouth and replaced them with his lips. I cringed as tears started to fill my eyes, making my eyeliner drip black doplets down my pale cheeks.
"Stop crying you little whore, you know you love me as much as I love you." He slowly, but surely and steadly lifted a slick black hand gun to my head.
"Let's play a game shall we sweat heart?"
He didn't love me and nor was I safe.

*End Flash Black*

I opened my eyes then I untangled myself from my white bed sheets, and sat up on the edge of my bed, our bed sence I share it with him whenever he decides ta come home that is. I stare blankly at a wall across the room. There hung a poster that caught my eyes. I studied it in detail, and finally found myself staring at a pair of emerald eyes. I suddenly heard movements coming from down stairs. Shit, Duncan's home, I quickly jumped out of bed and tore the poster down and slipped it under our bed, he will kill me if he finds out. The bedroom door creaked open.
"It's Valentine's Day...


(A/N) It might not make too much sense right now, but I promise when the next part gets uploaded it will make a lot more sense lol. So R&R and tell me what u guys think of this so far!=}