"I love it" I said with a cigarette griped in my devious grin. The man in front of me was Sebastian L. Lewis. A man who really sticks to his word.
"mrph mm hmm" Sebastian mumbles
I take my small steps toward him. I throw my cigarette down on the ground and grab the duct tape on his mouth.
"3--2--1" I smile while I rip off the tape. I look down at my pocket. I grab my shiny, silver gun. I quickly pull it out and put it to his head.
"Why are you doing this?!" Sebastian screams in fear. I stand here laughing.
"Really now? You don't remember me?" I say while laughing.
He stares at me like I'm a psycho. I may be, but I'm doing society a favor. I take the gun away and go towards the huge window. I look out from the 10th floor. I press my head against the cold glass. It isn't too long before I get angry.
"Eleven fucking years." I say while shaking my head.
I can see the regret in Sebastian's eyes.
"Why did you kill them?," I say softly "I loved them. I'm sure you wouldn't like it if I killed your parents."
Sebastian shook his head. With a few tears running down his cheek he says "Kill me now. I deserve this"
I look up and grab the gun. I quickly put it to his head and pull the trigger.
Time slows down. I blink slowly and look around. I see Sebastian take his last look at me with a smile as he whispers "Thank you"
Time quickly resumes back and Sebastian has half of his head missing. I have blood splattered all over my shirt. I better get cleaned up. I take my baggy grey shirt off and throw it on the ground. I hear sirens in the distance and take off running.
