John's POV:

Ok, I was in a coffin, but why? It occurred to me what I tried to do. Tears streamed down my face. I almost left Alex. How could I? I pondered why the hell I would attemp suicide. What good would it do me? None. I ran to Alex's house a few blocks away. I knocked on the door.
"Oh, hi Jo-" I cut him off and jumped up and hugged him. I cried into his shoulder and kept whispering apologies.
"Shh, John, it's all over." He continued. He suddenly looked me right in my eyes, I looked back. We both turned away and I blushed very obviously.
"I wanna tell you something. The priest Eliza and I hired for the wedding, wasn't a licensed priest, so Eliza and I aren't actually married and it might stay that way." Alex said uncomfortably. My heart skipped a beat. I'm unsure what to do...

Sorry about this being a really REALLY short chapter, but I just needed to get it out there. I'm also gonna change something in the second chapter of The Shot (Lams) so please check that out. I'm making this story the prologue of The Shot (Lams)