Should I do it? 

Then, that way I won't have to go through with killing myself. He could just quickly do the job for me. 

But, my family and friends would miss me. 

Wait, did I just say friends?

Wow. I guess I did. 

But, I need to start thinking about my opinions. 

Yes, if I did then my friends and family would miss me. 

But, how would I feel?

Would I be happy? 

Or would I be sad? 

Would I even be satisfied at all?

Would I regret anything? 

I just stood there drowning in my thoughts. 

"Well? Yes or no?" He asked. 

As much as I want to say yes, I know that I will get through this pain eventually. 

"Yes," I said. 

He smirked. 

He reached out his hand, for me to grab. 

I grabbed his hand, and then I twisted his arm. 

He winced in pain. 

"What are you doing?" He shouted. 

"Being a good girl for my bad boy!" I said. 

I looked at Austin. 

He smirked at me. 

"Ow!" The boy shouted. 

"Oh, shut up!" I said. 

Then, I grabbed his other arm and twisted it behind his back. 

Austin ran over to me and held out a gun. 

As much as I hate violence, this boy in front of me tried to hurt me. 

He was being a dingbat!

I kicked him in the stomach. He fell against the wall and into the floor. 

 Then, I took the gun from Austin. 

"I know you don't like violence, but you got this. Just don't look." He whispered in my ear. 

I nodded and gulped. 

I had to swallow the bile in my throat. It was from my nerves. 

"You will always be an ugly, useless little girl. Remember that!" The boy shouted at me. 

I held the gun up and pointed it at the boy. 

I backed away because I didn't want to be near him. 

I looked away and squinted my eyes. 

Then, I pulled the trigger. 

I heard a boom and then the realization hit me. 

I just killed someone. 

Does that make me a bad person?

Then, The Pythons ran over to me and cheering. 

I looked around behind me and saw that everyone else was gone besides Austin's gang. 

Sadness hit me, and it hit me hard. 

What have I done? 

Did I help the gang? 

Or did I not help myself? 

Did I just lose part of a promise that I made? 

I once promised myself I wouldn't get involved with violence unless I needed to. 

Was this a time when I needed to be involved?

Or did I include myself in this mess? 

Is this my fault? 

Without thinking, I ran outside the warehouse and to the lake that was in front of the rundown building. 

I sat down and put my knees to my chest and I just sat there and cried. 

I let the tears fall down my cheeks. 

My family will never want me back in their house again. 

And my friends will never want to talk to me ever again. 

Why did I do this? 

All I was trying to do was make sure that Kyle was safe? 

What's so wrong with that? 

I felt someone sit down beside me. 

I didn't even turn my head to see who it was. 

"Are you okay?" They asked. 

By the person's voice, I could tell that it was Alexa. 

"It's all my fault," I said. 

"No, it's not," she said. 

I shook my head. "Yeah, it is."

I turned my head to face her. 

"My family and friends will hate me, I once promised myself that I wouldn't get involved with violence unless I needed to," I said. 

She nodded in understanding. "Well, in this case, you needed to. Because he tried to hurt you," she said. 

"True," I said. 

"I bet Austin thinks I'm a coward," I said. 

"Actually, Austin always talks about you, you're a special girl, Ellie. Take that to your advantage." Alexa said. 

I lightly smiled. 

"Thanks and he talks about me?" I asked. 

"Oh yeah, he goes on and on and on," she said, smiling. 

We laughed. 

"He's such a sweetheart," I said. 

"Yeah, he really is. Just like my boyfriend!" She said. 

"Oh cool. How long have you guys been dating?" I asked. 

"About two months," she said. 

I smiled. "So, who's your boyfriend?" I asked. 

"Kyle, do you know him?" She said. 

My smile dropped. And it dropped fast!

"D-do I know Kyle?" I repeated. 

She nodded. 

"What about me?" Kyle asked while he walked out of the building.