This is my first time publishing one of my stories. I hope all you readers out there like it, and if you have time, review. This is a two-shot that I wrote for English class, so I might suddenly decide to post a rewritten version sometime in the future. Hope you like it.I got to him first. Not the other guys. Just me. I went to approach him calmly, and boy, was he surprised to see me. When he turned I saw the gun in his hand. My eyes went wide and I rushed at him. It took a few long moments for him to realise what was happening. I reached my hand out to grab the gun, just a he moved to pull it away. I turned and pivoted, using my sudden speed to startle Lennie enough to wrench the gun away. I was behind him now. Lennie stood, stock still, arms in the air, but moving to his side slowly, horribly aware of danger. My hands were gripping the gun tightly, turning the knuckles white. I stepped towards him, trying to steady my arms whilst I brought the muzzle to the back of Lennie's head.
He gave a resigned sigh. Still standing peacefully, Lennie spoke, "Do it."
I pulled the trigger.