Not so Much Of Romeo and Juliet

"Run. And DO NOT STOP." I stared at him with wide eyes.

"I can't. I won't." I shook my violently as I spoke. He chuckled, even in this situation. This brought a small smile on to my face. I rubbed his head as he layed on my lap.

"This is such a movie moment, especially since I'm BLEEDING from my gut." He chuckled again, but this time, He clutched his stomach. I began to silently sobbed. My first and LAST (Because I am not moving on) Boyfriend, dying. Dying because of me. We shouldn't have gone out today. I grew angry. I stood up and pulled him up with me. I hobbled him three miles (which Im surprised he lived to see,) to the nearest hospital, where they ripped him from my arms and pushed me to the waiting room. Then, it dawned on me. I might not see my love again.

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It's still short but it's a prologue, but who's him? What happened? Will she see him again? Wait till the end. *Dramatic music*

P.S. Ignore the cover till I find one.