(Oh I forgot about this- HERE TAKE THIS)
Jeremy nods softly, "Y-Yes of c-course I do..." I kissed Jeremy softly, but quickly broke it before he could kiss back. "Jeremy listen close okay? I'm going to distract them and you run understand?"
His eyes widen, "B-But what about you...?!"
How do I respond to that to where he'll leave me here?
"I'll.....think of something. I promise." Jeremy then hugs me tight, "I-I love you Vincent..."
His words sounded so sad, it broke my heart to hear them. "I love you too Jeremy. I'll always keep you safe understand? I'll never leave you, even if I don't make it out with you. When I tell you to run don't look back, no matter what you hear." Jeremy nods slowly, "See you on t-the outside...?"
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I couldn't lie to him so I didn't answer. I snuck over to one of the dead police officers and took his gun. If I'm dying today I'm taking as many of these fuckers out with me. I checked how many bullets were left. Six, just enough. I can't miss if I need to give Jeremy a way out. What I believe was the leader was talking with two other men about the other people in the bank.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
My firing caused them to shoot at where I was. I got the three of them.
No pov.
The men went to where Vincent had shot at. He knew this was it. He couldn't run at this point he was conered. They shot at him but Vincent wasn't going out without a fight. He managed to take the rest out but was shot six times in the chest. "J-Jeremy get as many people as you can out the building!" Jeremy came out of hiding seeing Vincent bleeding, "V-Vincent!" He ran over hugging him tight causing Vincent to whince. "G-Get them out first okay? I'll be fine I promise..." he said through gritted teeth. Jeremy nodded softly doing as Vincent said as he closed his eyes.
Vincent's pov.
As soon as I heard everyone leave I heard a small pair of footsteps. I managed to open my eyes seeing a small girl over by what I assumed was her mother's corpse. I was right. "M-mommy...?" The small girl shakes her mother getting no response. "Hey...don't worry... little one...." I saw her jump and turn to face me. She ran over to me crying. It was obvious she was too young to understand what happened so I tried to change the topic, "What's your....name sweetheart...?"
"J-jamie..." she whimpered. "How old.... are you?" I was loosing consciousness. "I-I'm three..." she held up four fingers then corrected herself holding three. "I'm Vincent...nice to meet you..." She sat beside me hugging my arm as my eyes closed again.
Jamie's pov.
The man stopped talking to me. I think he's taking a nap. I hope he wakes up soon. I liked talking to him. Mommy's napping too. Men in blue suits came in and another man in a green sweater came and saw Mr Vincent. He looks sad. Maybe I should try to talk to him.
(I PROMISE TO MAKE A PART THREE)
