28; pain killers x trey songz

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Kane

I wiped the back of my palm over my mouth, swallowing the acidic aftertaste of my vomit that escaped my stomach. It had been trapped in the back of my throat since the moment I heard this fatal gunshots outside that warehouse. My entire life flashed before my eyes when I heard not one, not two, but several bullets being fired. Akila and I nearly tripped over ourselves trying to get through the door at the same time to see what had happened. And honestly, I wish I hadn't seen it at all.

Something about seeing a person you care so much about laying lifeless on the ground, drowning in their own blood, the vacancy in this once lively eyes, shit changes everything in you. I heard someone crying, but I didn't know if it was Akila or myself.

"What the fuck happened?" Ra shouted when no one else had anything to say. When he knew there was no longer a threat among us, he holstered his gun and raked his fingers through his wild hair.

Osiris looked to be sleeping, somewhat peaceful aside from the blood coming from his mouth. He was awaiting his actual death, almost welcoming it with open arms. His breathing was slow and labored, and I could almost see his lips pleading with the higher power to make this quick.

I dropped to my knees and crawled over to him, not sure how to touch him. I touched his cheek softly, arousing him enough to weakly open his eyes. He smiled - I hated that smile more than anything in that moment. "Stay with me, okay?" He winced out loud when I pulled his head into my lap; he gasped for another breath.

The look in his eyes was so warm, a familiarity flashing his irises a warm honey color and his pupils dilating with a comfort only he felt. That's when I knew; Akila and I both knew - he wasn't seeing us. His angels, his mom and dad, were welcoming him home.

"Shh, save your strength," Akila sniffled when his delirium had him rambling off about who he was talking to. She folded her arms over her chest.

Iris shifted, his face blushing with exertion. Energy he didn't even have in him anymore. His bloodied fingers grabbed at the collar of my shirt in a way that told me he was on his way out. He was barely hanging on. He tugged me down lower to hear him better. "Are you proud of me? It's over now...it's all over."

I was so disgusted hearing those words. I didn't even know what to think. My mind was elsewhere, far off and detached from my body. Detaching myself from the situation was good and bad. I didn't want to feel the plethora of emotions budding in my gut. I didn't want to feel this anger towards Iris for doing something so stupid - something I told him not to do. I didn't want to feel this sympathy towards him for feeling like he had to prove himself to me - to all of us. I didn't want to feel anything. I wanted to do. Actions, not emotions.

His grip on my shirt loosened and his fingers unwrapped from around his gun slowly. That damn gun. I knew it was a bad idea for him to have it. He didn't need it - I knew something like this would have happened. Which is why I didn't want him chasing after Zero to begin with. I could have protected him.

Actions, not emotions. Right.

"Akila, bite your wrist." I glanced at her over my shoulder and fired off instructions. "Ra, make sure he's dead. Cudi, check the perimeter and make sure he doesn't have any friends." I lowered Iris back onto the ground and tore off my shirt. I rolled it up and tied it around his arm as close to his wound as I could - it was at an awkward position on his shoulder where a makeshift tourniquet might not have worked. "You stay with me, little brother."

Akila held out her bloody wrist and I pressed it to Iris' mouth. She looked down at me in confusion. "What is this gonna do?"

"It'll hold him off until we get him to Dr. Black. I'm gonna try and fish out the bullets if I can. The longer they're in there, the worse it'll be for him." I tore Iris' shirt down the middle. His skin was shriveling up as it melted from the silver. Time was not on our side at the moment. "Iris, buddy, you gotta stay with me. I am not gonna let you die."

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