Chapter 1: The Bullet of Sacrifice

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   His lips pressed into mine. We just sat there, in the moment, frozen. His hands were around my waist, and I ran my fingers through his hair. My life couldn't be any better.

   'BOOM!' a shot rang out nearby. Jared collapsed.

   "Jared! Jared, are you okay?" Tears were streaming down my face, and mascara was smudged on my cheeks. I was scared, and I had no idea what was happening. 

   "Help! Someone! Please!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I hid my face in my hands and cried. I fell to my knees. The rocky path stung my legs, but I didn't care. I pulled out my Blackberry Pearl, and dialled 911. 

   "Hello sir, my boyfriend just collapsed! Yes! Yes sir! On the path beside the beach! Okay! Please hurry!" I hung up the phone, and ran over to Jared. His stomach was bleeding fiercely, and his eyes were rolled back in his head. I just laid down beside his body, and cried. 

   "WEEOOOOOHH WEEEOOOHH!" A siren blared nearby. I jumped up, and looked around. My clothing was dirty, and uneven. It was torn in some places, and I had scrapes on my legs. The ambulance pulled up, and a man emerged. 

   "Where is the patient, ma'am?" I pointed to Jared, unable to look at him. I could never image anything this bad happening. My face was dry and sore from crying so much. The man picked up limp Jared, and put him in the back of the ambulance. I climbed in after him, and the sight of him made me start up again. I cried the whole way to the hospital. I stroked Jared's face, thinking,

   'This might be the last time I see you.' The ambulance parked, and the men came out again. They had serious looks on their faces. They pulled Jared out on a stretcher, and carried him into the hospital.

   "Ma'am, go home. We will give you a call when we find out what happened."

   "You don't understand! I can't go! He's my boyfriend! We've been through everything together!" I was quite angry. They couldn't just ask me to leave it alone and not care. I was yelling at them, but I didn't care. I had to stand my ground. 

    "We are professionals. LEAVE." They walked away, and left me in the parking lot to cry. But I didn't. I cried so much that it seemed like I had no tears left. I just stood there. I sat down on the curb, and tried to calm down. One minute, my life was perfect, and now it felt like everything had crumbled down. 

   After what seemed like hours, I got up and started to walk home. I walked slowly, allowing myself to think. Luckily, my best friend Jen's car pulled up.  

   "Kyndra! What's wrong?" She could tell that I had been crying. I walked over to the passenger's side of the car and got in. I rested my head on Jen's shoulder.

   "I'll take you home. Come on, it's going to be okay." We drove the rest of the way home with my head resting on her. Sometimes she's the only one who understands me.

               2 YEARS LATER

   It took a long time for me to get over the accident. I had received a call later the night of the incident telling me that he was dead. I refused to say goodbye. I ran to the hospital, beside his bed, and kneeled down. I kissed his forehead, and wept harder then I ever had in my life. I laid down on the cold floor beside him, and cried myself to sleep.

   That was a really hard time for me. Losing someone you truly love is one of the hardest things in life. 

   "Kyndra! Are you there?" Jen shook my arm ferociously.

   "Yeah, sorry Jen. Just remembering the incident." I smiled weakly, trying to show her that I was okay. Everything went silent for a few minutes. This was always a very hard topic to talk about. And Jen knew I was sensitive about it, too. 

   "Well, are you excited for the first day of school?" Jen asked me, eager to change the subject.

   "Yeah! Really excited!" I smiled, this time, sincerely. 

   "New friends, new teachers, new boys!" She winked at me. It may seem like I would get offended from this, but I had started dating since the incident. I promised myself that the incident wouldn't wreck the rest of my life. 

   "You're right. It's going to be the best year! Graduation year, baby!" I said this, and chuckled. Jen could always make me feel better.

   "You know it, chica! I should probably go home now, to get a good sleep for tomorrow. See you soon!" She wrapped me in a big bear hug and squeezed tightly. I hugged her back. 

   "Later." I winked at her, and she walked out the door. I walked upstairs to sleep. I needed a good rest to clear my head for tomorrow. 

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 20, 2011 ⏰

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