“So, who’s going to die today?” I stared at him with a blank expression on my face. Opposite to what I was feeling inside, I felt rage burning inside of me I was about to explode any second now. How could he do this? My best friend, my lover, the only one who I would trust with my life. And there he was pointing a gun at three different people. I stood by the doorframe, I wanted to say something yet my voice had seemed to disappear. I studied his features, his sharp jawline and dark messy hair, god, no im supposto be mad. How could he do this? The gun can’t really be loaded, right? I didn’t pay much attention to the other people at first, until I realised who they were, three boys, all older than me. One had dark hair like Adam’s, yet he looked no where near as strong. The other had strawberry blonde hair, with beautiful blue eyes and the last one, gosh the last one made me feel weak inside from fear. The three boys, were my three exes. He only wanted to protect me, to protect me from the people who had hurt me. My heart soared at the thought, no. He’s still the one holding the gun, he was a murderer. I couldn’t trust him anymore, he was a monster.

He must have sensed me, as he rudder his head slightly to take a look, his hand still gripping the gun, tight. “Love…” he spoke slowly. I couldn’t speak, so I just ran, I don’t know where I was going, to out bedroom probably, as we shared a house. I couldn’t believe him. A few seconds after I made it to the bedroom, I heard a slight knock at the door, “ love? Please let me in. I can explain.” I opened the door, only peaking my head through before deciding to give him a chance to explain and opening it fully to let him in. “Adam..” the only words I could bring myself to say. He pulled me into his tight grip. “Just like he had held the gun” I thought to myself. He pulled my head into his chest whilst he stroked my hair, he knew that’s what always made me soften. I release all the tension and fell into his arms, sobbing. After a while he pulled away, “can I explain now?” I nodded. “I just.. I just love you so much that I can’t even bring myself to think about what those idiots have done to you, especially that one on the end, what was his name?” “Maverick” I blurted out. He didn’t say anything, “im sorry” and he generally looked it. “It okay, just dont kill anyone” I said in a slightly humerus way. No laugh. “I promise” he said as he pulled out his pinky finger waiting for mine to intwine with his, and it did.