Don't know what movie this is from, a friend said it's from fast and furious... one of those movies, idk if she's right but anyways, enjoy.
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She pointed the gun at you and smirked as you sat down, holding the rag to your head to stop the bleeding.
"So, when were you gonna tell me you're a cop? Not just a cop, F.B.I. a fed. You know, I told you every single one of my plans. What was gonna happen and when. How... why could you? I was in love with you and you were a cop the whole time?!" She screams at you, getting close and pressing the barrel of the gun to your head. "Why shouldn't I kill you now?" She cocks the gun and looks down at you. You sigh and slowly stand up, the gun moving down towards your chest.
"Because you wouldn't kill the mother of your child." She squits her eyes and looks at you.
"Mother of... you're..." the gun slowly falls but she shakes her head and raises it back up, pointing it back at your head. "Bull shit, you're lying. Why, why should I trust you, that might not even be my kid." You smile and shake your head.
"I may not have your trust, but was I or was I not always around you, every second of the day three weeks ago. That's when I stopped disappearing, remember? I would always take off during random times of the day and you wouldn't be able to find me. I stopped doing that three weeks ago because I realized that I fell head over heels for you, that I was so in love with you, that I couldn't hurt you anymore. And then, remember last week I woke up and ran to the bathroom? Yea, I was getting sick, morning sickness. You don't believe me, check the drawers in the bathroom, there's dozens of test in there that say positive." You step towards her, the gun pressing hard against your chest.
"So do it, kill me for not telling you the truth, but three weeks ago I learned that I was really in love with you and I stopped reporting to my handler." You look at her and it takes a few before she lowers the gun and puts it away.
"You're really pregnant?" You nod and sigh, sitting down again after you start feeling dizzy.
"I don't just puke for any reason." You look at her and see a small smile crack her straight face. You both hear the boys come back and she looks at you.
"We'll talk later." You nod and immediately walk to the bathroom, not wanting to answer questions about what happened to your face. You just hope Gal really does trust you on this, or you'll be fucked.
