"You don't believe me, do you? Of course you don't why would you?" I say looking down with a chuckle as the full weight of the gun in my hand registers in my brain. It was to be expected though, what? with the trail of bodies and the gun responsible for them in my hands how could it not have been? Even though i expected it, even though i was preppared, it doesn't make getting that look from you any less painful. It doesn't make watching the love of my life run out the door terrified of me hurt anyless. And it surley doesn't change the fact that my life is over. Oh look, theres one more bullet left in the chamber.