Maniac boyfriend

“*I walk down the street, holding hands with you. We both freeze when we here a gun click behind us. The cold wind blows through your hair slowly* *An unknown voice yells, “TURN AROUND WITH YOUR HANDS ON YOUR HEAD!”* *You look to me, fear evident in your beautiful soft eyes. We turn around and see a pathetic excuse for a human being staring at us, holding a gun. It’s a shame such a poor, weak person is the one to do this. Won’t even put up a good fight. my eyes flash red at him.*”