CARSON'S POV You tend to think about things when your dangling off the side if a cliff, hanging on for dear life with your barely-there fingernails. But you mostly think about-
I was brought out of my thoughts momentarily by my boyfriend, Deric's, grunt as he struggled to free himself from the bounty hunter's grip. The bounty hunters that were sent by a man we call, Jabba (we don't know the bastards real name). Jabba is sending his bounty hunters out to find and catch Deric because he owes Jabba A LOT of money. Deric has been dodging Jabba's bounties for years, only getting caught once in a while, and this is just one of those times, only this time the bounties weren't counting on me, or my kickass pistol, being there. But sadly they overpowered me and Deric, and now my pistol lays 20 feet away from either one of us.
And that's how I got where I am now, hanging over the side of a cliff with a bounties gun aimed for my head. I saw his hand tighten on the trigger, and I relived the happiest memory I've ever had.
Deric and I were lying in a bed at a cheap and dirty motel somewhere in Idaho. We had just had our nightly tradition in the bed (wink), and I was lying next to him, tracing one of the many tattoos on his chest, until I saw a tattoo that made my breath hitch. The tattoo was simple, a red heart with a name in it, my name. I looked up at him in disbelief, and found that he was watching me with his beautiful emerald green eyes, "When did you get this tattoo Deric?" "About two weeks ago. Why?" "It has my name on it." "Yeah… so what?" "Why did you tattoo my name on your chest?" Now that I think about it it's actually over his heart. He sighed, "I'm sorry that it has taken me so long to say this, but…", he looked me dead in the eyes," I love you." Thank god! I can finally say this without fear of rejection! "I love you to." Then we kissed and, well, lets just say we had a great round 2!
I was brought back to reality by the sound of a bark, "SHEP!" I cried. The three bounties turned their heads to see what I was shouting at, and apparently one of them loosened their grip on Deric's arm, because the next thing I knew , the bounty to Deric's right was on the ground, blood pouring from his nose, he was knocked out. The bounty to the left of Deric suffered the same fate. Actually, they both deserved it, bastards. Then, the bounty that stood above me's gun disappeared and reappeared in Deric's hands.
"Any last words asshole?" The bounty smiled cruelly, and then put both his hands up in surrender, and then said, "Jabba will find you, and your pretty little girlfriend too." Then a shot rang out, echoing out into the forest, and the bounty dropped to the ground, dead.
Deric helped me up off of the cliff's edge, and I helped him dispose of the bodies (over the cliff's edge). Then Shep came bounding out of the wood panting. I scratched between his ears, "Hey boy, you really saved my ass back there." I saw Deric pout, "I helped." "You did okay, but not as good as Shep, right Shep?" Shep barked, and Deric chuckled. I walked over to where my pistol lay, picked it up, and kissed the barrel, then I put it back in the secret compartment that all of my jeans now have. "Hey Carson, I'm hungry. Let's go to McDonalds!" "Okay, and for the last time, IT'S PRONOUNCED MICKEY D'S!" "WOAH, someone's having major PMS!" "Damn right I am!"