"Ζήλια" Part 2. By Ben Goode 2018 (c)

Meanwhile, elsewhere, by the creek, a lone figure staggered out of their car. With a gun in hand. This time it was Graeme. 
He sat on the bank in misery. Crying in anguish and grief.
"She doesn't care, she doesn't care about me!" Graeme cried as he put his gun to his head....and pulled the trigger.

"Ζήλια" Part 2. By Ben Goode 2018 (c)
Written as it was requested :)

But the chamber was empty. Graeme tried it again and again, but he realized wasn't going to die tonight. 
He threw the gun furiously into the river. 
"Shit!" Graeme yelled furiously. "Fucking shit!"
"Tsk tsk now we can't have you killing yourself over something as trivial as a woman now can we?" A voice spoke up from across the river. 
Graeme fell back in obvious fright looking around frantically for who the voice belonged to. 
"Who? Who are you?" Graeme stammered. 
"Now what you did wasn't right, granted, but you don't deserve death. At least not yet. In fact you will have a full life. But it will be filled with turmoil!"
A very handsome young man in a black overcoat appeared to walk casually upon the very water of the river, and across to Graeme. 
"You may address me as Astraea. Now I have to apologize for my sister's behavior. You see your beloved Georgina, is not herself. My sister has possessed her for her own amusement. Your friend has landed himself in a lot of trouble in pursuit of someone not meant for either of you. In fact my good fellow, you need to help him!" Astraea mused.
"Why the fuck would I help him?" Graeme snapped. 
Astraea telepathically retrieved the gun from the river into his hands.
And proceeded to successfully fire off all six rounds around Graeme, as he screamed in terror.
"Why the fuck wouldn't you?" Astraea shrugged. 
(to be continued)