"Brian," she whispered, knowing she couldn't fight it off anymore and
remembering what she had to save her strength for, "Remember what I said."
Lana lifted the gun and pointed it at Brian's head, then squeezed her eyes
closed and pulled the trigger.
"No," she cried, "Why am I doing this? God damn you!"
That's why they call me the devil.
"Leave me alone!"
No way Lana, you're mine forever!
Lana pointed the gun at the boom box and pulled the trigger, "Hey ass hole,
the music stopped."
Then she pointed the gun at her head, "I'll never be yours."