This story just kind of came out of nowhere. This is just a prologue so don't hate me for shortness. Anyways, I'll have to see how the story comes along to keep going, so if you like it read and review.

Warning: This story is probably rated PG13, but whatever…

Oh yah, the story really isn't supposed to be in the section, but the others don't fit either so… also, this story's from a guy's point of view. It's a little confusing, but he has a flashback.

There's no such thing as Love

Sometimes it's not that easy making decisions

Blood. I could smell fresh blood. It was all over me, and it was warm. It was my blood. I was dying.My body ached all over. I tried to turn on my side, but I couldn't move. I couldn't even remember what happened. It went by so fast.

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"Hey Kid," I turned around and saw a man walking towards me. It was night, and I was going home from a party. It was ten o'clock. The party had lasted pretty long.

I remembered looking around, "Sir, are you addressing me?" I was sixteen: Just got my driver's license and a new car. Mom had told me not to talk to strangers, but I'm a guy, a considerably built guy. And no one listens to that kind of crap anyways.

"Yeah you," the man smiled, "come here, let me show you something."

I'm not that stupid. "No thanks" I said, and walked off. After a little while, I thought I heard footsteps behind me. As I turned a corner, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the very same man. He was following me. Oh damn it. "Leave me alone!" I yelled back, turning to face him. That was a wrong move. At that very second, the man pulled out something metallic from the inside of his shirt. It was a gun, a black gun with yellow swivels. I panicked and glanced around. We were in a deserted area of the town, between two tall, old-looking buildings. Ohhh Shit.

The man smiled again, this time looking triumphant, "Any last words?"

"What do you want from me?!" I asked in horror.Sweat was trickling down my forehead. This was the end. I was going to die.

"Your life." Then out of the gun, came a distant bang. I felt blood gush out of my stomach and I fell. I remember seeing the man with my wallet in one hand and the used gun, smoking in the other. "Sorry Kid, life has its decisions and sometimes, you just have to choose." And he ran off. Those were the last words I heard.

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I groaned. It was my fault. If I had just given him the stupid, damn wallet… … … … … but I was alive. Barely, but alive. I groaned in pain again. I was losing blood fast. So much pain. Just let me die now and it'll be over. I heard footsteps. Someone screamed. They were running towards me. A light. More footsteps. Shut up! Just leave me alone. Let me die in peace. Someone was shaking me. Go away! I don't have anything. There's nothing I have anymore. More lights. More yelling. And everything went blank.

That's that. I know. It sounds pretty intense. Hope you liked it: That was just an introduction, but I need reviews to keep on writing.

So give me your opinion and review, Thanks. I'll update soon.