I watched as he bled to death.
Dumbfounded,. speechless, i couldn't move or say anything. The look on his face as he stretched his hands as if reaching out to me for help.
I couldn't move, the gun in my hands just slipped from my fingers.
I had seen movies with similar situations. The cops ain't gonna care if you are innocent or not, or even what brought about the pistol going off. It's just one other case they have to close to attain a promotion.
Situations like this demanded two things, either i escape this scene with the gun as the only evidence or i hide the body which seemed like the better option
Oh gosh, there is a third alternative, "turning myself in." This ain't even a choice.
I walked into his room looking for his stash and i stumbled on a box locked away in his wardrobe. That's when i found the revolver gun. I was shocked and also amazed to see it. So i decided to see how it felt to hold a gun in hand.
That was when he rushed into the room which scared the hell out of me and the gun went off. But nobody is gonna believe that version of the story. I could already imagine the press cooking up something like "a guy murders his friend out of jealousy."
I guess hiding the body out there nowhere would be the choice.