Not knowing what to expect, he made his way into the dark of the forest. Under the shade of the towering trees and setting sun, he was certain she would lose him, but as soon as he entered the forest, he tripped over a raised root and tumbled to the ground, scraping his face against the dirt and collecting grass, pinecone fragments, damp clay, and pebbles inside his mouth.
He felt a quick breeze as a projectile whooshed by above his head and slammed into the pine tree in front of him, drilling a hole in the bark, hurling the flimsy tree back, then forward as the branches shuddered and the green needle leaves cascaded to the ground.
“Be a man and face me!” Her voice echoed throughout the forest, bouncing against the surrounding tree trunks, coming at him from all directions.
“J-just put the gun down!” he screamed into his chest.
The barrel was hot on his temple.
“Give me a reason,” she said.
word count: 150
Mondays Finish the Story: a flash fiction challenge where we provide you with a new photo each week, and the first sentence of a story. Your challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided.