The End of the Line

Chapter 1

The End of The Line
           
            It was silent, nothing stirred, as the man in black rested his temple against the cool tempered steel of the .45 revolver’s barrel.  The man in black inhaled slowly and sighed.  How had it come to this? His whole life had been in perfect order, and then… He came.  He was the cause of all of this.  He was the reason why the man in black now walked alone.  He was the cause.  The man in black reached into his pocket for the pack of smokes he always carried with him.  He drew out the 2nd to last one, and lit it,
            Inhale.
            Exhale.
            the embers at the end of the battered old Camel lit up the man in black’s face.  A beaten nose that leaned slightly to one side, a brow that just a few weeks ago had carried no weight, was now forever furrowed, eye’s that were carved out of granite.  Then the ember disappeared as he finished the Camel and drew out his last smoke.  The man in black gazed at it wistfully, lit it, and drew in another deep breath.
            Inhale.
            Exhale.
            The man in black flicked open the chambers of the old .45 and reached once again, into his pocket.  This time he drew out a bullet.  The bullet that would end it all, he thought.  He placed it into the chamber that the hammer would fall upon first, and rolled it back into place
            Inhale.
            Exhale.
            he pondered if anyone would notice, just another man in a small town, one who no longer supports the team.  Probably not, with all the s**t going down these days… no one would,
            Inhale.
            Exhale.
            Inhale...  Hold it…
            Exhale.                        
            as he blew out the smoke in a lazy breath, he sighed and realized if he didn’t end it now he never would.
            He placed the gun to his temple, cocked back the trigger and fired
            The man in black’s body thumped to the floor, alone, where there was no light, and nothing stirred.  Just another man in a small town, one who longer supported the team.