Title: Not only for the gun, Ana, and you know it.
Rating: PG-13 for a word.
Character: Ana Lucía. Mentions of Sawyer. Ana/Sawyer implied.
Summary: For the gun, you're repeating to yourself, you did it for the gun. Of course you did.
N/A: written for lostsquee's #4 Prompt post - Character: Ana Lucía.
Disclaimer: Lost and its characters do not belong to me.
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There you are, sunken into the couch, playing absently with a lock of dark hair that somehow has managed to escape from the ponytail, pretending you're not thinking about it but you are.
For the gun, you're repeating to yourself, you did it for the gun. Of course you did.
So why are you still mulling it over?
I'll answer. Because there were more reasons apart from the gun, reasons you don't want to admit. I'm sorry, Ana, but that's the truth. A little bit inconvenient, uh?
I know it. Yeah, I do. It was because you were (well, you still are) so alone and broken you desperately needed someone to fix you. Sawyer was a good choice, indeed. Charming, even handsome. A good catch.
Of course, you ran away. You threatened him and then ran away. And it's a fucking pity you're regretting it because, wanna know something, Ana?
You're about to die.