“I wasn’t that person before, this is what your actions have turned me into. You created this monster, and now this monster is going to destroy you.” My voice is cold. Any love or feelings I had toward Amy have long since died.
Jordan steps up next to me, and hands me his gun. “You ever fire one of these?” I shake my head at him. “You ready?” I nod. I want this to be done. This chapter in my life needs to be over. “Don’t touch the trigger ‘til you’re ready to pull it. When you do pull it, it’s gonna be loud.”
I take it from him, the weight in my hand making my stomach drop. The confidence I felt walking in here is seeping out of me. I take a few steps toward her so that we are about six feet apart. Twisted releases her and she falls to her knees. Her words are now unrecognizable mixed with sobs and cries. I should feel compassion for her but I don’t. I gave Amy everything I had and she only gave me deception. I lift the gun my hands and arms visibly shaking.
“Lucy?” Jordan’s voice sounds behind me.
“She has this, bro.” I hear Twisted’s voice. I think about the talk I had with him in the room. The way he told me that only I had the power to move past all of this shit and come out on top. There is no way I can move past anything knowing that she is living her life, that she got away with what she did.
My finger slides over the cool metal toward the trigger.
This is the start of a new life.
A new attitude.
A new outlook on life.
A new Lucy.
Bang.