TITLE: Lily of the Lamplight
GENRE: YA noir
Oliver, an 18 yo video game tester, realizes the girl he's been in love with is a murderer and holding his friend who's bleeding out from a gunshot wound. But now he's got the gun.
It's just a game, I told myself. What would you do if this were a game?
I'd shoot her.
In a game you don't think that you loved this girl and now she's crazy and get all wobbly. You just save your friend. You level the gun. You see the Blastercon right there in your sites.
"Lily wanted the money. Lily would've fought me for it. I needed a suspect."
"All that blood..." I said.
"Lily's. This would have been over a long time ago, if you hadn't been late that day."
"The girl, in front of my window..."
"It's pretty easy to impersonate a girl you've only ever seen from twenty feet away through a pane of glass. Especially when she always wore her hair the same way."
You level the gun. You see her, right there in your sites.
"You're going to kill us, too."
"You're the one letting Max bleed to death." She said.
You just shoot. I'd always been a really good shot with a toy gun.
Lily fell. Delia fell. Whoever it was. She fell over. On top of Max. I threw up on the way to the phone, but I managed to call 911. I heard sirens in moments. Police and medical techs swarmed around me. Someone took the gun out of my hands. My head still hurt, but now it buzzed too, so loud, louder, and the room got fuzzy, and I think I fell down, too.