Kissing the Concrete

It felt as if time stood still. The cold metal from the gun was still pressing against the side of my head, ready to blow my brains out at any moment. I was shaking, so was the hand holding the gun. Jimmy and Andy kept eyecontact, Jimmy with crazy bloodshot eyes, Andy tearing up.

"It's fine, Andy. You'll be okay." I whispered between the tears.

"It's not fucking fine!" He yelled. "I've never loved anyone as much as you, and you know it! I've told you this a million times, why won't you believe me? Don't die on me Iris. 'Cause I can't handle any more heartbreak."

He took a step towards me. Jimmy pushed the gun even tighter to my forehead, making me squeal and continue the hyperventilating I had going on. My heart raced, realizing this was the end.

"Any...last words?" Jimmy said. His voice cracked and the hand holding the gun shook like crazy, creating a rash on the side of my head.

"Goodbye Andy. I'll love you forever."

"Don't die on me Iris."

And just like that, the trigger was pulled. But I wasn't the one getting shot.

In fear, Andy threw himself at me and broke down. Thinking I was dead, he calmly said "Shoot me. Please." and looked over to where Jimmy was lying. Lying, not breathing but bleeding.

"Why would I ever want to shoot you?" I said. He looked me in the eyes, and in a second of realizing I was, infact, alive, he pressed his lips against mine, roughly. I could taste the saltiness of his tears on his lips, but I didn't care for a second. What mattered was that we were united again, for the first time in days, and our worries were gone. Never had I felt this satisfied by the light pleasure of a kiss, it felt like a movie.

Out of breath, I pulled away and his hands cupped my cheeks, our foreheads pressed together. No words were spoken between the two of us, just breathing. I wanted to wrap my arms around him, but realized seconds later that I couldn't. My hands were tied. Andy didn't even seem to notice, kissing my tear-covered cheek. This moment was ours, and no one was going to take it away from us.

The garage door opened and a police officer entered, exclaiming "freeze!" as he pointed his gun towards us. Andy turned around slowly, lifting his hands over his head. I couldn't do the same, but froze just as suddenly as he did.

"What's going on?" Andy asked, calmly as he sniffled.

"We heard a gunshot and decided to look up the situation. Looks like we have a hostage situation here."

I looked right next to me, seeing the bleeding Jimmy and explained what had happened. Although I didn't know exactly how I didn't get shot, it looked like he had turned the gun on himself in the last second.

I was freed from the prison I had been living in and embraced Andy. Slowly walking out, I realized how sore my legs were. The beatings had made them feel useless.

As soon as I got outside, I realized that the rain had stopped. My body was numb, but I felt like I was walkig on air. Kneeling down, I kissed the wet concrete with my dry lips and felt at ease. I was finally able to go home, and with m was the love of my life.

Notes

I wasn't sure how I was going to let Andy and Iris get out of trouble, but I think I did it quite effectively.

Also, thanks for all the lovely feedback so far! If you wanna re-read the chapter, I will suggest that you listen to "Your Guardian Angel" by the red jumpsuit apparatus if you want a sweet soundtrack and capture the mood I was in.

Finally, a shoutout to onefinalfightdoe, writer of the story "Offline", who is an incredible writer. It is maybe my favourite fanfiction of all time on this site.

I'll make atleast two more chapters today, possibly three, so don't feel starved, there's plenty more to come, soon!