The weight of the gun in my hand became heavier and heavier as my gaze wasn't able to leave it.

He had asked me to kill Vinnie.

I looked up, my eyes meeting his. He knew I wouldn't be able to do it, even if it depends on my life (in which, it just might).

"Y-you want me to do what?" I choked out, stumbling over my words.

Mateo chuckled, stroking my thighs. "Kill him to prove you don't love him, or get killed yourself."

I gasped, feeling anxiety shoot through my body. Never in my life did I expect to be out in a situation where killing someone else would save my own life.

How could I shoot Vinnie when I couldn't even tell him I didn't love him? I gazed into his eyes, watching pure fear glaze over them.

He didn't think I'd actually do it, would he? I thought to myself, beginning to feel a lump form in my throat. Standing there, I felt lines of sweat drip down my back, despite the room feeling colder than Antarctica.

If anyone was dying today, it'd be me. What did I have to lose?

The one thing I needed most in life, the one thing I've been missing since the day it left me... my mom. What was so bad about reuniting with her?

A tear slipped down my face as I began to feel completely defeated. If I were to risk my own life for Vinnie, I'd never have a future with him. And, hell, everyone here knows I'm crazy for him.

Mateo's men quickly un-cuffed me from the chair. I got up, placing the gun between my two, shaky hands.

My eyes never left Vinnie's. The intense fear that arose between the few inches of space we had was impeccable. With my eyes, I attempted to show how much I'd come to love him over the past few weeks.

Nothing was about to be harder than what I'm about to do.

I cocked the gun, turning my head away from Vinnie. Neither of us wanted this happen, but it was the only way out.

The only way for the both of us to win.

"Kill me." I said, handing the gun to Mateo. He looked at me, chuckling in denial. He did this for a few minutes, showcasing the fact that he had no idea what I was getting myself into.

Looking at Vinnie, he pleaded to me with his eyes. I licked my lips, tasting the copper flavored dirt that lay upon them, mouthing 'I love you' to Vinnie.

Mateo, still laughing, couldn't get himself together.

"Well? Are you going to fucking do it or what?" I sneered, wanting him to get it over with already.

He whipped his head to look at me, eyeing me up and down. What was there to even see? My body was encroached with dirt and mud, my hair was knotted into a rats nest, and I sure as hell know my makeup is nowhere near as good as it was when I first did it.

"Why would you want me to kill you instead of him?" He asked, clearly stalling in attempt to change my mind.

I sighed, feeling my emotions begin to race through my brain.

"Because I love him. He's the only source of happiness in my life. If I killed him, living in this dim-lit world would be torture. I have nothing to lose if I die." I spit, tearing up.

Mateo scoffed, lifting to gun point. I sucked in my breath, feeling a wave of sickness come over me.

Was I really about to do this? I thought to myself, hoping it wouldn't be my last.

Next to me, Vinnie was forcefully held down by Mateo's men. He kicked and punched, spit and swung, but nothing would assist him in getting out of their grasp.

"Luna... don't do this." Vinnie said breathlessly. I turned my head, biting my lip when I saw tears gushing out of his eyes.

Sighing, I shook my head. "Vinnie, you deserve to be happy in this life. You have so much to live for, even if I'm not here."

"I won't ever be happy without you." He said, pausing to wipe the tears that fell down his face.

I looked down, blocking out everything but Vinnie.

"I love you, Vinnie. Someday we'll meet again. I'll be waiting for you up in the sky."

Turning my head back to Mateo, my eyes focused on the gun. It was terrifying, yet gave me a sense of comfort.

Mom, I'm coming.

"." I commanded.