Chapter 1

I sat there, staring from the scissors to the pistol. I was going to take my own life, that's what it had come to. Perhaps it was a cowardly thing to do, but I had to escape the pain. Somehow.

I reached for the scissors, remembering all the reasons I thought them necessary. I figured it would be easier to shoot without my long locks in the way, and easier for whatever poor person had to clean my mess up. And, there was the fact that Tristan had always loved my hair. I suppose it was an insult to him, though I help absolutely no grudge towards him. How could I?

Scissors in one hand, and a hand full of hair in the other. I was ready to begin.

"Susannah, are you in there?"

Alfred. How could I have forgotten Alfred was so near by. Crap.

I scurried to put away the gun, thanking god I hadn't started cutting yet. How would I have explained that? Just as I was putting it in the case, he walked in. I turned and smiled, trying to not look I had just been seconds away from blowing my brains out.

"What are you doing sweetheart?"he asked.

I lied, telling him I had been getting ready for bed. That night I dreamt. Of Tristan. When morning came, I realized how foolish I had been. I'd spent years, the better part of my life, waiting for this man! Why should I stop now? So, once again, I waited for him.

I know, its really short. But how I see it, i'd rather write a descent short chapter than a crappy long one! Lol Im not exactly proud of it, but it will do. More to come soon! Please press the magic button!(that would be the review one ; )) Thanks!