City Lights (Chris M) Continued

Chapter 23

...My eyes were met with the horror of blood everywhere...but it didn't belong to me. Suddenly my being became paralysed and I sat helpless. I needed to do something quickly and efficiently in order for it to work. I looked up confused and I could feel the sickness in my head emerging in my temples and I looked at my mother in pure hatred. She looked at Chris fulfilled, pleased with herself. It was a strange expression, one that I had only seen in my father's eyes after he had beaten me countless times as a child. I felt the same chill run down my spine then as it did now. I was beyond distraught and felt thick tears in my eyes but wiped them aside. I needed to think of him now, there was blood flowing everywhere and I desperately needed a plan. I raised my good leg towards my chest and forcefully kicked my mother in the face with my black Airwear Boots. She dropped the gun and blood flowed heavily from her nose, she fell unconscious. I hastily made a grab for it. It took all my strength to reach the small weapon but I held it just in time for my father to slam open the door. I shot him over and over again screaming in hatred until He dropped to his knees with 3 holes in his chest and arm. " You little slut!" He wheezed and then fell face down on the wooden floor with a dull thump. I then used the remaining bullet to blow a hole in mother's head. This all seem to happen so slowly in my jumbled mind but must have only lasted a few seconds. I had just murdered my parents in the same room that they had murdered my childhood. "How ironic" I thought to myself. I got out Chris' phone and called an ambulance.
  I heard a bang downstairs and some familiar voices were shouting, worried. Someone was trying to bang the front door down. I flinched in fear, were they in alliance with my parents? To make sure the job was done? From what I could hear, it took several attempts before the door was down and then all I could hear were muffled voices downstairs. I hesitated and then recognised Devon's voice and relief flushed over me that I wasn't alone. "I'm up here!" I shouted with all my strength. "Who's there? We heard gun shots!" Devon's husky voice bellowed. "Chris is hurt!" My voice trailed off at the end through the realisation that I could loose him. "Kaya! Is that you?" Ricky shouted and I heard heavy footsteps on the narrow staircase. They all flooded into the eerie room where they gasped at what they saw. I was a bloody mess on the hard wooden floor clutching Chris with all my strength. " Chris! Oh man, K look at your leg!" Since I saw Chris go down, I had totally forgotten about the state of my leg until then. The pain suddenly came flowing back and I winced. Ricky ran to my side and sat with me cradling both me and the broken man in my arms. I was so grateful they were there. However, it took me a minute to get over the realisation that my leg was most likely broken in two places. I carefully stroked Chris' hair and looked up at Ricky "He saved my life. She was about to shoot me and he threw himself in front of me," I gasped "if he dies, I'll never forgive myself. This is all my fault!" I wept steadily and Ricky held my tighter. "Don't be silly K," He said trying to be reassuring " a terrible thing has happened to you and Chris but don't think for one second that this is your fault!" He was firm but sympathetic and as I looked into his teary eyes, I could see how scared he was. I pushed away my tears and eyeliner with my damp sleeve and told myself to be brave for Chris. I looked down at the man laying wounded in my lap. I didn't know what to do, I was hopeless. . He coughed and looked up at me and his friends as I applied pressure to his stomach with a bloody hand.  I held his hand with my other and he grasped it tight. My vision was blurry but I knew he was bleeding out. "There's so much blood Chris. I don't know what to do." I  wept uncontrollably. I let the tears out now and they flowed freely down my makeup stained face. "I love you all so much. Never forget that." He whispered shakily and I could feel his grip on my hand weaken. With that, his head flopped downward and he lost consciousness. His hand slipped out of mine and it fell to the hard cold floor.

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So sorry that update took so long! I've been so caught up with school recently but I hope you enjoyed this update and you'll see another real soon. Thankyou for all your support xx