"Don't look back", I told myself, "Don't look back."

Over and over again in my head. "Don't look back."

I looked back.

He pulled out a gun and pointed it at me.

"Goodbye." He whispered.

I braced myself for the shot and closed my eyes.
/Bang/

I waited for the shot,
"I should be dead by now"
The shot that never came

I opened my eyes.
I wish I hadn't

I walked over to him.
I cried.
I picked up the gun.
I put it to my head.
I closed my eyes once more.
I pulled the trigger.
/Click/
I cried as three words spun in my head,

"Don't look back"