Psychoboy

injured

I don't know which is more painful, either to get shot or the fact that there is no point of screaming for help, nobody was here.

I was just all by myself, with a psychopath that have been trying to kill the shit outta me after few days of knowing him. What a freaking shit life i'm living in. 

Ryan walked up to me, with a shotgun in his hand. Our eyes makes contact and it's just makes me feel like throwing up seeing his innocent smile.

He lifted his shotgun, pointing it right in front of my eyes.

I shut my eyes off. Pray with my heart that someone might come and stop the freaking nightmare.

"You know why I hated you so much right? Yes, it's because of your stupid father, if it's not because of him my sister would be alive. He deserved to be dead, that stupid old ass" He stated in smirks.

I stay silent because at that moment, I fcking know that there is no point on explaining to someone who will never understand and is such a huge extra mess.

"Oh so you just gonna shut your smart ass mouth?" He said again but just like before, I didn't answer. "Anyways, I realized that I started to have feelings for you. Feelings to just loving you while i'm torturing you piece by piece, you know what I mean?" He claimed as the shotgun still in his hand, pointing right at me.

"And i'm just gonna shoot you a little so you could still feel the pai-" 

Then it triggered, my eyes were completely shuts and my heart starts to hella races. I opened my eyes, I can't believe what my eyes witnessed.

It was Ryan's dead body. He was shot on the head to cause him died immediately.

Then the place became hectic and a female that I assumed as a paramedic came up to me asking me about my legs' state.

"W-Who shot him?" I asked her, still shocked by the recent event.

"I did. I'm afraid that it may leave a trauma on you" a rasping voice came from beside me, then an old man around 50ish kneel down next to me. "No I can handle this, thanks anyway" I gave the old man a little smile and held his hand in a sign of appreciation. 

"You really are a strong kid" He rub my head, just like a father. I smiled.

"Who calls the cops?" I asked, curiosity gets the best of me. "Vincent Emanuel, do you have any idea of who he might be?" I wasn't surprised to heard his name at all, he's always with me when shit happens.

"Hannah!" Just in time, Vincent ran up to me. "Vincent! Oh my god, thank you so much for everything" I hugged him and we just hugged there without minding about other people. 

"Anything for my friend" He smiled. "...and this young man is?" The old man interjected.

"Hey i'm Vincent, Hannah's classmate" He introduced himself. "I'm Harry, and you just saved your friend's live young man" He tapped on Vinc's back.

"Take a good care of her okay? And young lady, till we meet again" He nodded his head before left us.