She was sitting in her bed with two things on her mind; the loaded 9mm in her right hand and the scent he left, still tangled, between the strands of her dirty hair. The cold metal and smooth wood sat heavy in her hand, just as heavy and loaded as the decision she was about to make. This was one of those moments; a chance of a lifetime, she thought to herself. A chance of a fucking lifetime. Those nineteen long years, where she'd been around the block more than a few times, were a lifetime and a half.
But this wasn't your traditional chance of a lifetime with smiles and cries of joy, she didn't win the lottery. This wasn't Walt Disney's
She was sitting in her bed with two things on her mind; the loaded 9mm in her right hand and the scent he left, still tangled, between the strands of her dirty hair. The cold metal and smooth wood sat heavy in her hand, just as heavy and loaded as the decision she was about to make. This was one of those moments; a chance of a lifetime, she thought to herself. A chance of a fucking lifetime. Those nineteen long years, where she'd been around the block more than a few times, were a lifetime and a half.
But this wasn't your traditional chance of a lifetime with smiles and cries of joy, she didn't win the lottery. This wasn't Walt Disney's