Jacob began pacing, glancing at me, Louis, and Ryan every so often. All I could do was keep my head buried in Louis chest, trying not to cry out loud. Louis would lean down every couple of seconds to whisper in my ear that he loved me, that nothing was going to happen to me, because he wouldn’t let anything happen. He would kiss my head.
The next five minutes – why hasn’t anyone come to try to figure out what’s wrong or called the police? – went by slowly. Only heavy breathing could be heard, besides the scuffle of Jacob’s pacing.
Then as if waiting for some sort of sign, Jacob faced me and Louis, pointing the gun. I could hear the shots ring out, but I felt nothing. Not a single bit of pain.
Looking over to Lou, I could tell he didn't know what had happened either. I put my arms around my middle, and feeling something wet there, I instantly lifted my arms away from myself again, to them covered in blood.
Everything went blank.
I had been shot in the stomach three times, Louis twice, once in the upper chest (opposite his heart, thank god,) and once in the right shoulder. Thankfully Ryan didn't end up getting hit by a bullet, but he had gotten his kidney damaged in tackling Jacob to the ground, wherein fumbling the gun, Jacob shot himself. He died in Ryan's arms. Louis didn't pass out, and refused to get help until he knew I was safe, I still don't understand why.
We went through five months of physical therapy, countless surgeries to correct any problems, and counseling that is still going, the only things we were left with was warped scars across our skin, marring us with memories best left forgotten now.
Louis and I ended our relationship two months into physical therapy, but I can't help but thinking that I would always need him. he was the strong one, after all.
Helping me back up, I looked to Ryan and Louis, and started crying. Bringing them close to me, I wrapped my arms around them in a huge bear-like hug, and just let all the emotions, memories, and pain wash away with the tears. I could tell that they let it all go too.
