We had to write a short story in my creative writing class. This story is called Jesus Lives in Colorado.

Jesus Lives in Colorado
Teenage angst never tasted so good. Everytime that bottle of Jack Daniel's touched his mouth he got a little more numb, and his thoughts of her drifted further away. At 19, Dave didn't really consider himself a teenager anymore. But tonight, he was using every excuse he could. Bottle in one hand, handgun in the other, he tried so hard to sort out his thoughts and make up his mind. But even just sitting on that couch, he couldn't even see straight. He set the bottle down on the coffee table, and took a nice long drag of his cigarette. He picked up her picture again,…