![]() She didn’t deserve to see yet another person she loved shot right before her eyes in cold blood. ![]() ![]() I can still see the haunted look in her eyes as she stared up at Brian before he slumped against her, dead. But something inside me flinched when I saw the blood spray over her face, her body. I shot him to save her, and I’d do it again in a second. But when I saw that gun, there was only one thought in my mind, only one instinct that made me raise my own piece and pull the trigger. I pride myself in my ability to think through any situation, no matter how stressful. Never have I felt so fucking desperate that everything seemed to stop for a moment. Never in my life have I felt so fucking helpless. The roar of adrenaline that’s pumping through my body is just an echo of what I felt when we rescued her, when I saw that bastard of a fiancé, Brian, pressing the gun to her chest. My heart thunders in my chest, but it has nothing to do with the physical exertion I hoped would distract me. Health Insurance for Students in Australia: Detailed Discussion ![]()
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