Ryan looked at his watch as he drove away. It was 6:30. He felt the need to hurry. He needed time to convince her. He sped up a little. At 6:47 he pulled into a parking lot near the station. It was convenient for quick parking. He could run the rest of the way. The car behind him pulled in as well. Ryan looked at it. He could see the driver. It was Eddie.
"Damn it." Ryan mumbled to himself. The fact that the parking lot was empty seemed a bad thing suddenly. Not exactly were he wanted to confront Eddie, but he apparently had no choice in the matter.
He jumped out of the car. Eddie jumped out of his. It then became apparent that Eddie had a gun in his hand.
"Eddie, what are you doing man?" Ryan shook his head at him.
"You are piece of lying filth, you know that?" Eddie's voice was shaking. Eddie's whole life was Teresa and Ryan was trying to take that away from him. He couldn't let that happen. He wouldn't.
"Just…put the gun away. We can settle this a different way." Ryan was scared. He hated that. But he would be damned if he let his fear show.
"There is no other way as long as you want Teresa." Eddie was determined. He was also scared out of his mind. He was going to commit murder. He didn't do that everyday. In fact, he had never done that before.
"You'll go to jail for this, you won't be with Teresa then." Ryan hoped he would reason with him. He didn't want to die. He felt he had a little more left to offer before he was ready to go. He felt panicked.
"I'm sorry man there is no other way. I just have to make sure no body is found to incriminate me."
"Don't do this. Don't." Ryan looked straight in Eddie's eyes.
"I have to." Eddie pointed the gun at Ryan's head. Ryan lunged at Eddie and pulled his arm down. The gun went off. Then Eddie pulled the trigger again. Both times striking Ryan in the stomach. Ryan had his arms on Eddie's shoulders. Their faces were about 2 inches apart. Ryan reached down and touched his wound and lifted his hand up. He was in shock. He felt the need to study for himself what Eddie had done to him. He had never felt anything more painful in his life. He wanted to scream and cry at the same time, but couldn't seem to do anything but stare at Eddie. He placed his bloody hand back onto Eddie's shoulder and let it smear across his shirt. He felt his knees weakening below him. He felt his arms slipping from Eddie's shoulders. It is weird how all his strength seemed to fly out of his body at once.
Eddie felt panicked. Oh God, what had he done? He had shot a man. In fact, he had shot a man twice.
He looked down at Ryan. He couldn't believe that look on his face. He felt horrible. He felt like a monster. No wonder Teresa didn't want to be with him. He didn't deserve her. He deserved to rot in prison. He heard a sound behind him. He had to get out of there.
"I'm sorry man, I'm sorry." Eddie managed to whimper before he fled.
"Damn it." Ryan mumbled to himself. The fact that the parking lot was empty seemed a bad thing suddenly. Not exactly were he wanted to confront Eddie, but he apparently had no choice in the matter.
He jumped out of the car. Eddie jumped out of his. It then became apparent that Eddie had a gun in his hand.
"Eddie, what are you doing man?" Ryan shook his head at him.
"You are piece of lying filth, you know that?" Eddie's voice was shaking. Eddie's whole life was Teresa and Ryan was trying to take that away from him. He couldn't let that happen. He wouldn't.
"Just…put the gun away. We can settle this a different way." Ryan was scared. He hated that. But he would be damned if he let his fear show.
"There is no other way as long as you want Teresa." Eddie was determined. He was also scared out of his mind. He was going to commit murder. He didn't do that everyday. In fact, he had never done that before.
"You'll go to jail for this, you won't be with Teresa then." Ryan hoped he would reason with him. He didn't want to die. He felt he had a little more left to offer before he was ready to go. He felt panicked.
"I'm sorry man there is no other way. I just have to make sure no body is found to incriminate me."
"Don't do this. Don't." Ryan looked straight in Eddie's eyes.
"I have to." Eddie pointed the gun at Ryan's head. Ryan lunged at Eddie and pulled his arm down. The gun went off. Then Eddie pulled the trigger again. Both times striking Ryan in the stomach. Ryan had his arms on Eddie's shoulders. Their faces were about 2 inches apart. Ryan reached down and touched his wound and lifted his hand up. He was in shock. He felt the need to study for himself what Eddie had done to him. He had never felt anything more painful in his life. He wanted to scream and cry at the same time, but couldn't seem to do anything but stare at Eddie. He placed his bloody hand back onto Eddie's shoulder and let it smear across his shirt. He felt his knees weakening below him. He felt his arms slipping from Eddie's shoulders. It is weird how all his strength seemed to fly out of his body at once.
Eddie felt panicked. Oh God, what had he done? He had shot a man. In fact, he had shot a man twice.
He looked down at Ryan. He couldn't believe that look on his face. He felt horrible. He felt like a monster. No wonder Teresa didn't want to be with him. He didn't deserve her. He deserved to rot in prison. He heard a sound behind him. He had to get out of there.
"I'm sorry man, I'm sorry." Eddie managed to whimper before he fled.
