I stared at Daniel as he holds back a sob. I've messed up so bad. I shouldn't care...but I do. I watch Daniel as he clutches his fist into his chest.
"I'm sorry"
"Your words mean nothing to me" I flinch at that response.
"Daniel, listen, I'm so so sorry that I said that."
"Why?"
"Since none of it was true." Daniel looks up at me.
"I haven't found the killer."
"liar"
"How?"
"I'm right here..." Daniel stares at me before grinning.
"I knew it. You murderer!"
"Kill me...Please." Daniel's smile fades. A cold Icy glare was sent my way.
"Why would I do that? I care about you."
"'I care about you' you don't mean that."
"I do mean it"
I stare at him before thinking about hitting some sense into him. Then he whispers "what are you doing to me? You make me happy, sad, excited and sometimes I can't get you out of my fucking head. Tell me the cure for this, please. I need it to survive this, to survive you."
"Killing me is the only option" I lie.
"Very well" He takes my gun from my belt and aims, falters and I kick him getting the gun back and aiming at him. My hand shakes, I can do this.
"I can't do it" I snap. This could be so easy, but it isn't.
Daniel smiles at me, my heart skips a beat. Not good. Not good at all.