End game (part 4)

I kicked her toward the bench
And told her to sit down
As she took a seat
She was trembling with fear
I couldn't help not to laugh
This poor lady was so scared
I reached for the gun and held it in my own hands
It felt good to hold it
I looked her directly into her eyes
For a split second I felt sorry for her
Then I remember all the shit she did
And the feeling was gone in a flash
I pointed the gun at her head
When I was about to pull the trigger
She said she was sorry
My last words were "so am I"
I squeezed the trigger and she was dead
I dropped the gun and walked away smiling
I started laughing some more
Knowing I just took a life
And I will do it all over again
If I had the choice