"Is this what you want?" He said holding the .22 pistol against his temple. "You want me to die!" I stand there, crying... Wishing I hadn't said what I did. "I didn't mean it, I swear. I love you!" I yelled at him. He dropped his gun, and his fell to the ground crying. "I just don't know what to do anymore." I slowly kneeled down, and got closer to him to hug him and hopefully never let him go. "Peter, I don't know what I would do without you. You're my rock. Please stay for me and I promise to do the same for you." He looked at me, with fear in his eyes and said, "I don't want to live anymore Amanda, I love you and I will always stay for you."