Two years later, and I can still hear that shot in my head. Two years later, and I can still see the blood spattered all over the wall...
All I remember is dialing 911 and telling the operator what had happened. The people who came after said I was curled up next to Kenny's lifeless body, barely breathing. It took everything I had to not grab that gun and end it right then and there. The only thing that kept me hanging on was the hope that maybe he had missed, maybe it was only a superficial wound and he had passed out from the blood loss. I knew it then it was futile. I couldn't feel him breathing.
I screamed at the cops who came through the door because I didn't want them to take him away. I saw the morgue van outside and knew it was over. All over. The officer said I passed out then, and the next thing I remember was showing up at...
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I don't even know what to say, but *hug* =/
@the_last_kiss - thanx. It means more than I can express in words...