I just stood there inside the hospital ward, my mind was blank, my hands were shaky. I shuddered as I heard that voice of HIM.
HIS voice sent shivers down my spine, my hands reached my back pack as I took my gun from it.
HE cried and wept, I didn't know what got into me as my eyes started to gloss up with tears.
"WHY?WHY?" I shouted at him but all I heard was a the same cry.
Seconds looked like hours as I waited for HIS reply...
HE look like he'll never stop regretting as HIS cries echoed the antibiotic stench filled room.
One minute has passed now, and there I was standing before the GUY who killed my wife. It would be a lie if I said I wasn't nervous.
I placed my hands on the trigger so that it may threaten HIM in some way, so he would apologize for his deeds.
but, No explanation came from HIS mouth.
I waited and watched HIM as his hands clutched tightly over the bed cover.
I lost it FINALLY, I lost my mind as the memories of my wife came flashing over then I made the decision that I would regret forever till my death-
-I pulled the trigger as the loud sound boomed through the whole hospital.
I fell on the floor as my knees weaken. I heard the sirens outside still I sat there not making an attempt to run away.
"Why didn't he even try to answer my question?"
We were so happy because of him...
I wouldn't have killed him if he would've answered...
YEAH, right.
How can he speak when HE was just born an
hour ago?
I laughed and laughed then I was cuffed by someone and taken to a dark place.
I sat on the cold floored and Laughed as I remembered ---
"When you start laughing instead of thinking straight about any other emotions then YOU ARE INSANE."
