I'm starting to realize that Gianna is kind of a dumb bitch.
It's okay, I have met plenty of dumb people in my lifetime, I know how to deal with them.
Gianna just ran out of my apartment after saying that she had to, scadattle...? I don't know what that means..
I get up out of the bed we made sweet sweet love in, and put on my clothes. I slip on my crocs and walk out of my apartment to look for Gianna. She didn't seem well, maybe she's feeling sick?
I walk through the halls, care free, until I come across Gianna.
She's laying on the carpeted floor in a pool of her blood.
I run over to her and kneel down, screaming her name.
"Gianna. GIANNA. WAKE UP. WAKE UP, FOR ME, PLEASE GIGI."
Her eyes open ever so slightly, then her eyes roll back to the back of her head and her body falls limp.
I call 911, check her pulse, and check if she's breathing.
She's not breathing. There is a very faint pulse.
I get on top of her, trying to remember the correct ratio for CPR. I soon remember the time Gianna was yapping about her CPR certification, and how she said the ratio for adults was 30 breaths to 2 compressions.
I start doing that.
I check her pulse once again and this time, there is no pulse.
I keep doing CPR until the paramedics arrive.....
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FanfictionGianna and Kellin Quinn meet unexpectedly on a rainy night, stumbling through the chilly Chicago streets with pulsating smiles. G x K ⚠️Content Warnings⚠️ Mega sex scenes SELF HARM!!!!
