The short story I orginally started, just, wasn't working. So, I wrote this. Many peoples like it.
Kudos to the one and only Josh Moody for the title.

Shot to the Heart

He walked in the room. He always walked a certain way. With his cocky attitude, but at the same time, like he had something to do. He was a man on a mission. He had only one thing on his mind, and one thing in his heart. To simply tell his girlfriend how much he loves her. They would always be together, Mark and Starr, a vow made long ago.
He walked right up to her. His big baby blue eyes gazed into hers. He embraced her in his arms, picked her up off the ground, much to her surprise.
“Oh baby, I love you so much. I could barely survive school without you today. Where were you?” he curiously asked.
There was a very pregnant pause. Then she looked up at him. Her eyes got so low.
“I had a doctor’s appointment” She said.
“Is everything alright?” he inquired.
“Yeah, it was just a checkup” she told him.
“Oh, ok.” He said.
There was another pregnant pause.
“How much do you love me?”
He couldn’t help but smile. “I love you more than life itself” he enthusiastically told her.
“Would you die for me?” she asked.
“I would take a bullet for you in a heartbeat. Why are you asking me this? Is everything ok?”
“Yes, everything’s ok. What did we miss in English?”
“Just some notes on Shakespeare. Are you sure everything’s fine?”
“It is now. But I have to go”.
With one kiss goodbye, she leaves in a hurry. It would break his heart if he knew. She couldn’t bear to tell him. It’d be better if she kept her distance. All she could think about on the car ride home was whether or not to tell him.
She went into her room. The phone rings once. It was Mark. She doesn’t answer. He called her again, and eventually a fifth time. With tears streaming in her eyes, she knew what she had to do
“Hello?” she said.
“Hey, just calling to say goodnight.”
“Mark, I think we should break up.” Her heart broke in two.
He couldn’t believe the words that she had just said. Things had been going so well.
“But- WHY?” he demanded.
“Just trust me. It would be best.” And then she hung up.
Just like that. It was over. He didn’t understand why. Two years with her. The best two years of his life and she wouldn’t tell him why. His heart might as well not be there. He just doesn’t understand why. He had to find out. He calls her over and over again. No answer. He e-mails her. No answer.
The only thing left to do, was to, well, watch her. He parked his car near her house. He waited for about a week, and he never once saw her come out of the house. So he decided to follow her mom one day. Even she wouldn’t tell him what was going on. Every little turn, he was there. Her mom never noticed. Before he knew it, they had pulled into a parking lot. He waited a couple of minutes, and then got on the elevator, hoping it would take him to where he needed to go. Then the door opened. It was so, surreal. The sign read “Carolina Hospital Oncology Department”. No, this couldn’t be so. Please say it isn’t so. He walked up to the receptionist.
“Is Starr Yakutat here?” Please say no. Please say no, he begged to himself.
“Why yes she is. I’ll let her know she has a visitor. I think you’re the only one besides her parents who’ve come to see her. She would be thrilled” Then the secretary left, and a nurse came out.
“She’s asleep right now, but- considering, we’ll let you see her”
The nurse takes him to her room. There she was. His beautiful angel was lying on a hospital bed, oxygen tanks and all. Her eyes were closed, and she was asleep.
“How bad is it?” he whispered to the nurse.
“The cancer has progressed too much. She won’t be alive for much longer. I am so sorry” she said, with true sincerity in her voice.
All he could do was stand there, petrified, knowing that the love of his life will leave soon. After a couple of minutes, his mind came back and he walked up to her bed. He grabbed her hand, and kissed her on the forehead. Her eyes opened, and all she could do was cry.
“I’m so sorry. I wanted to tell you-“
“It’s ok” he interrupted. “I’m here now”
“There's a letter on the desk over there that I was going to mail to you. But I think you should read it now.”
He picked it up and opened it, embracing each word.


Dear Mark,
You are my fantasy, my ecstasy, you are my life. I love you, no matter what. I am sorry to tell you that I am dying. You are like my brother - My best friend-the greatest guy ever. You bring light when there is dark. You are a heaven sent, my little angel. When I’m gone, just remember my voice, and remember my name. Our love will not remain a memory, it will still be true. I will watch over you, always protect you. I wish I could have told you sooner. I just couldn’t bring myself to it. I love you Mark. Please don’t ever forget that fact and I will always and forever love you.
- Starr
Then he looked up. The sound no one wants to hear. Her heart had start beating, the machine wouldn’t stop screaming. She was dead.
He went home that night. The next morning, his parents found him dead. A gun in one hand and a note in the other, the note read:
“I said I would take a bullet for her”