A Christmas RP

Will's grip tightened on the gn. He wished he had the gun last time. He looked directly at Vince. "You killed my family, I should kill you right now." He said, voice quaking with anger.

 

Will didn't want Vince to see the M4 Assault Rifle his dad had given him as a 17th birthday gift, almost a year before he died. He kept the pistol trained on Vince. "Why?" Will asked.

 

Will shuddered. "You are disgusting." He said. He had a great urge to shoot Vince. His trigger finger was very twitchy.

 

Will instantly let a bullet into Vince's face. He then put the handgun away and lifted the rifle.

 

Will helped Jesse lift Luna. "C'mon, to the hospital." When they got there they found the doctor that had treated Jesse and Will earlier. "Help us please!" he shouted.

 

Will grabbed his shoulder. "No, your brother hurt her. What happened to him anyway?" He asked. He just remembered Luna falling over and then he drove them here.

 

Will felt angry. "NO, Jesse she won't die." He shouted. He then checked his handgun. There was a bullet missing. "Oh god... I shot Vince... I killed him..." He mumbled, dropping the gun.

 

Will shook his head. "No, I gave you the gun. It's my fault. I know it is, I shouldn't have let you go in." He said.

 

Will snatched the gun. "STOP THIS!!!" he shouted. Suddenly a doctor came over. "Is something wrong?" She asked.

 

Will was about to hit him. "I don't know..." The doctor said, walking off quickly.