No mistakes

This is only a page long. I told you may stories are short :

No Mistake

The gun circled around my head, twice before I looked up at my captor, with anger burning in my eyes. He smiled a dirty discusting smile before crouching down so that our eyes met.

"Do you know why I brought you here?"

I stayed silent. Not wanting to give him the satisfaction of hearing my voice crack from the cold. I felt the gun press under my chin, but I kept my blank expression.

"You ruined my life, Sam. With one, phone call,"

I turned my head away not wanting to smell the beer that danced on his tongue. I kept my face turned as I answered.

"I did nothing wrong and you know it!" I yelled. Wrong move.

He grabbed my sweat filled face and yanked it back pressing the gun against my forehead. Once again our eyes met. But I kept my face blank and continued speaking.

"You can't expect to take anything you want. I called the police because you were keeping innocent people hostage!"

He released his grip and turned around to face the cold cement wall. I tried to release myself from my bindings by tugging the ropes around my wrist viciously. Pain shot through my arms as I tried to get free. He turned around quickly and tore my mouth open, shoving the gun down my throat. Then I heard a shot. A loud bang. I thought I was dead. I waited for my quick and painful breaths to stop. But they never did.

"Are you alright Mr. Rushton?"

Silence.

"Mr. Rushton?"

"...Yes, I'm fine."

I felt someone untie me,and lift me from my chair. I almost fell to the ground from the pain and stiffness of my body, but I was lifted back to my feet by the taller police officer. My eyes wondered over to the still body of Jason, my captor as he lied there dead. As I was brought into the sun light I squinted from it's harshness. I'm free. Even with guilt trying to claim my mind. A man is dead because of me. But deep down inside I know I did good. And by calling the police that day, I did nothing wrong. I made no mistake.

Author's Note

Please ignore any grammar mistakes! I wrote this when i was eleven.