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I held the gun tightly in my hands, finger on the trigger. "Tell me where the girl is Goode," I demanded. The heat in the room crowded me, clouding my thoughts. A bead of sweat dripped from my forehead
but
I didn't take the time to wipe it before it soaked into my damp blonde hair. "I can't tell you. They took her, and I am bound from saying anything." He lifted his hand and I saw a black tattoo and a large cut
next to it. It was there way of swearing secrecy, the COC's way, I mean. If you told, you were killed. I was on a mission for the CIA, trying to get back a young female government agent that was
kidnapped
by the Circle. "Well, if you don't tell me, I have to kill you anyway. So, just make it easier on both of us." I stood staring into his emerald green eyes and his gaze didn't waver. I could tell my hard-headed
approach wasn't working, so I let myself soften up. Just staring at him was making me come back to the times when we sat and laughed in the summertime. We dated all throughout high school and after, he
had to go where he belonged, and so did I. "Zach, please. This isn't who you are. We can still save you. We can still be together." The last part I really meant. Tears threatened to come out, but I held
them
back. Zach shook his head, "Cammie, I can't. This is who I am. This is where I belong, whether I want it or not. I'm sorry, but I can't tell you where she is." He stepped forward and I said, "Zach you're not
evil,
you and I both know that. I love you, but I can't let you compromise this mission. I can't let this girl die. Zach, please, tell me where she is. I don't know how I'll live if I shoot you." A tear slid down my face.
Zach lowered his gun and put it on the floor. "Cammie, I love you more than anything in the world, you know that. But this is where I have to stay. This is who I am. I'm sorry. Just kill me, and find your girl."
More tears came and the gun shook violently in my hand. "That is not who you are! Zach, please. Just tell me." Zach walked towards me again and left his gun behind. "I can't change, but you need to save
her. Cammie, I can't tell you, but you will find her. I know you will." He grabbed me and hugged me close. I let myself cry into his shirt as he whispered, "I love you." Then he pulled himself away and guided
the gun in my hand to his forehead. He held it there and said, "Do it. I know you can." I shook my head and my hand trembled. "Zach, I. . . you know what I have to do. Just tell me and I can save you."
Zach smiled lightly as a tear slid down his cheek. He wiped his eyes and then wiped away the tears left on my face. "There's no saving me. Cam, just do it. You can, pull the trigger. I love you, don't you
forget that." I clenched my hands and sobbed more. "I love you too Zach. Please, don't make me do this." He closed his eyes and said, "Do it, save her, save yourself." I grabbed his hand and held on tight.
I closed my own eyes and pulled the trigger. The sound echoed throughout the room and continued to echo through my mind as it still does today. A constant reminder of what I did to the one I love, for
my country, for that little girl, for Zach. And even though it ripped a whole in my chest, I know, and will always know, how much he loved me, and that I saved him too. So even though it hurts so badly, I
don't mind that much, because it ensures that I will never forget. Never forget him.
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