The Lost Lover

Zeke stood in the room, he was alone. He unstrapped a gun from his belt. His hand trembled as he put it up to his own heart. " You failed Zeke, you failed! You promised you'd keep her safe, now look, YOU FAILED! " he said to himself. " This is for the best of the world! " Zeke closed his eyes. He had no second thoughts on this. He failed. " You failed youself! " he said to himself again. As he was about to pull the trigger, Sig burst into the room. " No! Zeke stop! " he yelled. " Why? I failed. " said Zeke. " Put the gun down! " said Sig. " Make me!!! " said Zeke. " I will. " said Sig, " I'd never be able to live with myself if I let you die! ". " So sorry... " Zeke said. Sig put his gun on stun mode. " Don't make me use this! I'm going to stop you before you kill yourself! " said Sig. Zeke unstrapped another pistol from his belt. " Try and stop me, if you try, you're going down with me! " he said. Zeke pulled the trigger on himself. " NOOOO!!!!! " cried Sig. Zeke fell to his knees. ''So this is what it feels like to die. ''He thought. Zeke slipped into unconsiousness. Sig revived him. When Zeke woke up, a disgusted look crossed his face. " Why did you do that!? " said Zeke. " Like I said before, I would never be able to live with myself if I let you die. " said Sig. " Everything is going to be all right... " Zeke interrupted him. " NO! It's not! " " Zeke - " " NO! I don't want to hear it! This is all fault! I deserve to die for that! " Sig put a sleep dart in his neck. " Allllll myyyyy faulllll - " Zeke went unconsious.