Chapter 40

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                                    Aurora

You know that feeling in movies when you see the bullet from the gun head towards the main character or your favorite character? The slow-mo of that scene. You go through a lot of stages at that moment. You go through hurt, anger, sadness, nervousness.

The character moves out of the way and you sigh in relief. You felt relieved, you felt happy. But then once their back is turned that plot twist happens? They get shot. Not once, not twice, three times.

One in the leg which makes him wince in pain and fall down. One in his stomach to distract them. They fall the ground hold their stomach while trying to get up. The last bullet to their head. Their body lays their lifeless. Dead.

Your feelings go through a handful of stages. Sadness after the first bullet, and anger yelling at the character to get up, that they can do this. By the second bullet you cover your mouth with your hands as a few tears escape your eyes, eyes wide as you watch the scene. You still yell at them as if they could listen to you yelling to get up, to fight back. By the third bullet you feel the sadness go to your heart and you feel blank actually blank. If blank was known as a feeling you'd feel that. Just for a moment before you take everything in.

Pain, anger, sadness, and shock.

You feel all of the above. You feel the need to punch the tv, and yell at the producers for doing this to you. You feel the need to punch something or someone.

I know the blank feeling, I'm familiar with it. But i just felt it. It's not lingering their for just one second no I feel it for awhile.

My eyes were averted down at the once smiling boy. Tears trailing down my cheeks, hand over my mouth, and my body trembling.

You'd think I just survived the killer in a horror movie.

His blood was all over me.

His blood was all over me.

I look down once more at him, his head on my thigh as I yell out his name wishing he'd open his eyes. Their he laid, my best friend. The one person I trusted in the beginning , the one person I really accepted. The one person who could sit with me for days and talk about random things. The one person who i was just dancing with. Was it 5 minutes ago? I don't know, I can't think straight

Their he laid, Hu Li. My Best Friend.

"He was useless anyways." A voice rang out. I was to focused on his body I didn't move. I sat their, looking at him. H-He didn't deserve this. He didn't deserve this, no.

I hear footsteps come downstairs, I look up scared only to see my siblings. They all look down at me with a worried expression.

My gaze lands back on Hu, my heart pounding. No it felt as if my heart was in my head also, why is it pounding so bad? The teary blurry vision wasn't helping.

I tried to wipe them away but it was no use, they kept falling. I was to zoned out to realized what was happening, all I was worried about was Hu. I still felt a heartbeat, a very weak heartbeat.

Please don't leave me Hu, please.

I tuned out what was happening in the background. I kept telling Hu to wake up, I can't loose him.

"Hu wake up please, I-I can't loose you. X-Xiao can't loose you." He didn't wake up. Not even one wo-I feel his hand move in mine, my eyes widen and my heart beats faster.

"H-Hu?" He opens his eyes slowly and looks at me with a faint smile.

"I-I love you buttercup." His eyes close once more and his handlers go of mine. No. No, no.

I look up and see Diego running to me, with a gun in his hand. He skids on the ground next to me and picks me up. I shift around trying to get out of his hold, telling him to grab Hu first. I begged him. He pick both of us up and ran, he ran outside the house and into his car.

He starts the car and drives off as I hold Hu's hand again and hold his head in my chest.

He's okay. He's okay. He's okay.

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"CODE RED! CODE RED!" Was all I heard once Diego and I run in the emergency room with Hu in his arms. I bit my lip to stop the tears but it was no use, they kept coming.

"I'm so sorry Hu." I whisper and they place him on the stretcher.

"Miss you can't come in here with us it's strictly prohibited." I look up at the Mr.

"That's my best friend I'm going in w-" He cuts me off.

"Stay here."

After many attempts of trying to get in after they took him behind the doors it was no use. I was scared, so scared.
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