Author: Alex Whitehall PM
A glance into one teen's life.Rated: Fiction M - English - Angst - Words: 218 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 06-20-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2687607
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He wrapped his lips around the cool barrel of the gun, his eyes open to see the expressions of his "buddies" around him. Slowly he slid it in, until it bumped the back of his throat and nearly trigged his gag reflex. Then, just he pulled it out, until just the tip was in his mouth.
"He's giving the gun a blow job!"
"Fitting since it's gonna give him one." Laughing.
"Aww, man, that's fuckin' sick."
"God, he looks like he's enjoying this."
Then he pulled the trigger. Click.
"Okay, next person."
"I don't want it after it's been in his mouth." More laughing.
He pulled the trigger again. Click.
"What the fuck is he doing?"
He closed his eyes. Click. A deep breath, this was the last round. Click.
Opening his eyes, he removed the gun from his mouth and looked at it. Everyone was staring at him. The guy who brought the gun and had thought up this game of Russian Roulette laughed nervously, "Damn, you look disappointed. You didn't think I'd actually put a bullet in there, did you?"
He dropped the gun on the ground and stood, the liquor rushing to his head and making him sway as he turned and walked away from the "party."