I held a gun at a guy that I thought I loved, and another gun at a guy I thought was my best friend. My nerves were shot. I’ve been in this situations countless of times. I grew up in the mafia. My own father was a Godfather. I was never this deep. I had two problems. Problem one, I knew I was suppose to, but I fell for Craig. I fell hard. Problem two, the guy I was hired by was my best friend. I’ve known him for years. He hired me to get his place back in "his" band. I knew I was damned if I shoot Craig, damned if I don’t. Both of my hands were shaking, knowing if one thing scares me, both triggers will be pulled and two bodies will be laying on the floor surrounded by there own blood.

"Come on Carey. Pull the trigger. Everything will go back to normal. Everything will go back to the way you want it. I’ll be happy. We’ll be together and Craig will be history." Ronnie whispered in me ear.

I closed my eyes as tears fell down my face. I took a deep breath, trying to control my shaking. I tried to shake Ronnie’s voice from my head. He was using me. He knew I was raised in a family that was extremely violent. So he knew I could kill if I had to or was paid to. He also knew how weak I was, how easily talked into stuff. He I still loved him and how much I wanted things to go back to normal. I cocked the gun that was pointing at Ronnie. He gulped.

"You aren’t going to shoot me are you?" He asked sounding pretty scared. I smirked. I didn’t say anything. Might as well make him sweat.

"You used me Ronnie. You used me as a fucking alibi. You wanted me to kill Craig the day BEFORE you got out of prison. That way no one can blame you for the random shooting of Escape the Fate’s current lead singer." I said aiming the gun at him more then it already was. He actually looked scared.

"Aww is the rockstar scared?" I said walking up to him. He nodded. I smiled."Good. Now you know not to fuck with me again." He smirked.

"You think you are soo bad huh?" He asked getting in my face. I nodded, not scared of him at that moment. He grabbed my hand, with the gun still in it and pointed to Craig. He put his finger over the finger I had on the trigger. I looked up at him. He had a sinister smirk on his face. I felt him pull the trigger back, slowly. I closed my eyes waiting for him to just shoot Craig. He pulled the trigger all the way back. I heard the gun go off, then everything went dark.....