I don't really know what's happening.
There's a faint light in the distance and I can hear loud, blurred noises around me. They sound like voices, but they could be sirens. Who knows.
I feel detached from my body, besides the intense pain in my chest. Surely the blood loss should've killed me by now?
I shut my eyes and slip into the comfort of unconsciousness. Quite frankly, I don't mind if I die - so much has happened in such little time that I just don't care anymore. Of course, I didn't get myself into this situation on purpose, I just never thought he would do the same to me as he had everyone else.
I should probably explain how I got into this mess.
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True Colours
Fanfictiontrue colours noun an individual's true character as opposed to what might be portrayed