A/N: As I stated previously, I am still on hiatus. Sorry it took awhile to get this up. I edited the last chapter as well. I have not reread this chapter, so sorry if there are errors. I may or may not add to this chapter. Ideas are welcome too! :)
February 3, 2015: 320 words
Chapter 7
*Previously: With new invigoration my index finger applies as much pressure as I manage to muster, and the trigger snaps.*
My brain registers the click of a gun's safety unlatch.
"Do you think we'll have time to play around a little more before your buddies barge in with their guns blaring?" I blink twice. To my dismay he's still here taunting me. I must have drifted off. He feeds off of my energy like a fiend, and he's almost ingested all of my spunk and will. I stare out ahead wishing Lewis was gone, wishing that I'd be given another chance to mend the wedge between Elliot and myself, wishing that we hadn't grown so far apart when we were once so close, wishing that Elliot and I wouldn't part of this world as well… whatever the hell we'd call ourselves…and our relationship, or lack there of.
"What's that look? Are you feeling sad? Thinking about someone you're never gonna see again? Nick… Noah…" He chimes, the names hang in the air as we wait for the inevitable police v.s. Lewis showdown.
"Stop." I shiver at his words. "Just stop Lewis." He's digging under my skin, knowing that his taunts are indeed effective.
Undeterred, Lewis ignores me. "...Elliot?" Weakly rolling to my other side, I drag my head up to look at Elliot one last time. "Well, just try to put him out of your mind, okay?"
"El," I whimper as if he could hear me. My mind digs up all our old adventures from back in the day. I breathe a shallow breath, "I'm sorry." My eyes glaze over as I gaze at his closed lids.
"Say goodbye, Olivia." I turn my head away, as the tears stream down my face. Lewis plants the gun flush to my temple. "This is the last thing you're gonna think about before you die. The last thing you're gonna see."