All I could feel for the next few seconds, minutes, maybe hours after Derek left me to die was the worst pain imaginable. The pain I felt in these moments was a combination of the three gunshot wounds and knowing that, like I said, whatever Derek has in store for me is much worse than death. Also knowing finally after being together for 5 years that the "love of my life" didn't ever even love me. All the times we "made love" and he told me he loved me or that he couldn't imagine his life with anyone else. That was all a lie, that's the pain I'm feeling right now. When I opened my eyes for the first time since being so close to death all I saw was a smiling man above me. As I tried to stay awake I felt something hit my shoulder. I tried to to move to see what it was but I couldn't so I just lied there crying and bleeding out. I heard someone scream and it sounded like Jeremy but I was sure it was . Than I heard it again and was sure this time, it was Jeremy. I tried my very hardest to move this time but I just didn't have it in me. I hurt so bad I could have let go so easily but than I heard something above me. I kept my eyes shut but listened for the voices again. I opened my eyes to see Derek was still crouching over me staring me down into the depths of hell with the sexiest eyes in the world! Like imagine Harry Styles and Zac Efron in one, that's how both Jeremy and Derek look.
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Derek has emerald green eyes and Jeremy has crystal blue eyes. It's sexy as F*CK... Anyway back to my death, I could hear some muttering above me but it was in French. Well lucky for me I took French in my Sophomore and Senior year so I understand some of what they were saying. They said, "Vous devez juste laisser mourir ," I'm a little rusty but I think they said, "You should just let her die," That was what the assistant said, Derek than said something that I still don't believe I heard. He said, "Je ne veux pas , je l'aime ... elle ne peut plus belive mais je fais vraiment ." Which I am 100% sure means, " I don't want to, I love her... She may not believe it anymore but I really do." My mouth shot open and with all my might I screamed out, "What?! You motherf*cker I can't believe this! How could you do this to me if you still love me?!" He just whispered a small "I'm sorry" and walked away. I don't know how I did this but I can't crawled over to one of the guards, hit him in the nuts and than stole his gun. I saw Derek out of the corner of my eye and I had a clear shot so I thought "why not" and pulled the trigger. Maybe I got a little trigger happy because I fired like eight times. After I saw Derek fall and all his goons run in I closed my eyes and did what I thought was letting go. I awoke three days later in a hospital bed with a ton of cords coming out of me. I saw a nurse walk in a I asked what had happened. Here's what she said, "Well to start when we found you in that warehouse, you were very baldy shot. So bad we almost couldn't save you. There were six more men there, four of which fled the scene when we got there. The one man was near dead he had been shot about three times all in various places." I cut her off and said, "Derek? Was his name Derek Green?!" She responded with a simple head nod.
