Taking A Bullet

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It feels like everything is in slowmotion.

An evil grin takes over his features and I know what he's about to do.

Without a second thought I jump in front of him.

Red hot pains spreads threw out my body as I fall to the floor, letting out a piercing scream.

The police men tackle the misterious du-guy. This is a serious moment, and Ryder runs over to me.

"Sprinklepepperchip, no," He says, his ey- ORBS. His orbs glistening.

"Hey listen to me," I try to put a hand on his face, but it hurts too much.

And I'm lazy.

"Everythings gonna b- who am I kidding? Everything is not fine! I've been shot! Oh lordy! Some body, help meh!"

"It's ok, it's gonna be ok," He tells me.

"Boi," I ponit my entire hand at him "I have just been SHOT."

"They're gonna help you, it's ok."

"Who, those police men? I'm actually surprised THEY didn't shoot me, you know, me being black and all."

One of them glare at me.

"Woah, ok I'm just saying stuff, calm down," I put my hands up.

He rolls his eyes and mutters something about wanting to brutally murder me.

Knew it.

Ugh, this really hurts.

"Ugh, ok, this hurts really bad."

Ryder squeezes my hand, "It's ok."

"Yeah, I don't know if that was a good idea."

"Wait, wha-"

"Yeah, I didn't have to do that, I really didn't."

"Are yo-"

"OH GOD, I totally could have lived if this was you."

"Are you serious?" He glares, dropping my hand.

"No no, don't worry about what I'm saying, I'm just blabbering because I'm in so much pain," I tell him.

"Ok?" He takes back my hand.

"I mean you're not even that cute, I totally would've been fine without you."

"Hey!"

"Blabbering," I roll my eyes. He gives me a warning look.

"Master master," I roll me eyes again.

"Ferrit man," I mutter under my breath.

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing!"

He grrumbles something but I didn't cath it.

And I wasn't listening.

I put a hand over my wound and wince, "Oh god! Oh this hurts sooo bad!"

"Calm down, it's gonna be ok," He kisses my hand. I jerk it away.

"Stop that," I glare at him, "Freaking mushy bannana."

"If your in so much pain then how are you still this rude?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.

"BECAUSE I CAN."

"I'm starting to feel like you don't even like me."

"Maybe because I don't."

"WHAT?!" He screams.

"Did I say that outloud?"

"That's it, I'm done." He gets up.

"Are you seriously gonna leave me here?!" I screach.

"You have the police men and the ambulance!" He yells, not turning back.

"Ryder! RYDER!"

~~~

MY FIRST SKIT!!!

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