Chapter 70: I Am Sorry

< Shirley > My heart skipped a beat before my mind went numb. My body had frozen as soon as I heard the gunshot. It wasn't because the bullet hit me, rather I would have been happier if it did. But it hit the person that I loved. I felt weak to my knees when I could feel the extra weight on me. I raised up my trembling hands to see crimson liquid on it. Never had blood scared me that much. I sobbed so hard, it could choke me. It wasn't happening. It couldn't be happening. Please tell me it's not happening! I let out an agonizing, blood-curdling scream—a scream of despair. I wanted him to be alright, more than anything. "No... Please no, don't. Dylan..." My voice broke. Hot tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. Anything else didn't matter. All I wanted was to give my life in his exchange. Why didn't he move away when he saw that bullet coming? I started feeling sick to my stomach. I wanted to make him happy, but I was the one who brought him destruction. I held onto Dylan