“Don’t move faggot, or I will shoot you both.” Andrew said, pointing the gun in our direction. I felt Gerard freeze, his hand on my shoulder.
“You don’t move either,” he growled, aiming the gun at me. Oh God, he’s gonna kill us both. I moved my eyes slightly, to see that Luce was edging away from us, near a tree. “Any last things you wanna say?”
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