Halloween

The sunset had faded into a dark blanket over the once colorful sky. It became breezy, and soon began to rain. It was a stormy night. There wasn't going to be any trick-or-treaters, but you could still see the Halloween decorations light up in the rain.
Off into a distance you could see where a man stood dressed in a black suit at the doorstep of a beautiful young woman.
He knelt down onto his knee and looked up at her gorgeous face while reaching into his pocket. The woman had piles of makeup on and messy bleached blonde hair, but underneath all that was an angel, so he thought. Her expression was bored, until she saw the diamond ring the man had brought out to her.
She smiled, flattered at the fact that this man cared so much about her. Little did he know that she didn't care half as much about him as he did for her. In their relationship of 4 years she had dated much richer men, but he was the only one that stayed by her side through out it all, but to her that just made him seem clingy. There was another man upstairs waiting for her to come back inside, whom she really loved more. She hated breaking up with men, but it had to be done sometime.
The man's face lighted up as he saw her smile, he thought he had a chance. He was a fool in love. He had loved her more than any man could've loved a woman. Song after song he had written about her, but he was never brave enough to sing aloud to her in fear of rejection, unlike his older brother who was much more outgoing. But this time, he was certain that this would lead to success.
The woman's smile turned into a laugh, as she shook her head no. The man's once happy expression quickly dropped. A small rush of guilt came over her as she turned her head away, but she quickly got over it as she told him her true feelings. She avoided looking at his face, but she could tell that he was a crying, heartbroken mess.
She was right. The man's heart sunk, but he still loved her. He didn't care if she was with other men, he would forgive her. He tried telling her, but stopped when he noticed another man walk down the stairs who looked strangely familiar. The woman quickly turned around and blushed at the other man, she's been caught. Rage and jealousy began to sink in, as he realized this was his brother.
All three of them stood on the wet, dark porch silently as a bolt of lightning struck down in a distance. The silence broke when the thunder roared in soon after with both men yelling at each other. The woman tried breaking it up, but failed. It just caused the argument to get louder.
Both brothers had almost always hated each other. It started when they were kids, years ago on another Halloween night when they started to argue about who had a better costume. It was always like a contest between the both of them, and it just got worse and worse over the years.
And that is what caused the heartbroken man to reach into his back pocket and to pull out a gun. They all fell silent with both the woman and the brother staring at him and the gun. Their faces were consumed with fear, realizing it had all went too far and that their lives were in danger. He clenched his grip onto the gun and placed his finger lightly on the trigger.
He pointed the gun at the woman's heart and spoke coldly, "You, who I thought we had been so madly in love together betrayed me, and with my own brother," his words grew louder the more he spoke, but his voice suddenly became soft, "I will not kill."
He pointed the gun at her shoulder and shot her there instead, he didn't have the guts to kill the so called love of his life, but he felt pleasure in getting revenge. The woman screamed as she fell to the ground clutching her shoulder as it bled through the palm of her hand. The blood trickled down onto the cement porch and formed a puddle that mixed in with the pouring rain.
You could see the fright all in the brother's eye as he watched the woman fall to the floor. He knew his younger sibling had a fierce temper and was mentally unstable somewhere in him, but he was never supposed to find out. And who could've known he'd go to this extent?
The man didn't need to shoot his brother, he had a feeling that this next stunt would leave him scarred for life.
The man pulled the gun up to his chest, and pulled the trigger at his own heart, letting blood splatter all over both of them as he dropped dead.