just a reason part 1

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just a reason: part 1

 Fear is the most primal of emotions, it can linger as a memory burnt into one's mind of a parent taken too soon. Or burrow into one's soul as self-doubt over a child's rejection. But the one thing we all fear the most is the unknown.

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"I HATE YOU!" I scream with tears threatning to boil over at any moment.

"IM SORRY I CANT JUST SHUT MY FEELINGS OFF AND ON WITH A FLICK OF A SWITCH LIKE YOU!"

He yells back.

                        *Twenty four hours earlyer*

                                  *AIDENS POV*

A small feild rabbit shows its self about 5 meters away from my stance in the thick woods.

Aiming my gun at the innocent creature I pull the trigger.

Suddenly the bullet ricochets of a stump and goes flying into the middle of the woods to my right.

I hear long breaths beings sucked in and out like a balloon pulled at the crease.

The only other person occupying these woods is.... Taylor.

The world seems as if in slow motion like I cant move fast enough; to get to her.

She stands in shock holding her stomach, leaning against a tree.

Her knees start to wobble.

She crashs on the ground.

I grab her just in time for her head not to hit the forest floor.

"its me, this is going to hurt," I wisper to her. I remember what her dad taught me, applying pressure to a wound will ease the blood loss.

She mumbles the word 'no' over and over again. She looks into my eyes but yet she looks farther then what there's to see.

"Aiden,  it doesn't hurt. but I cant breath" She mumbles

somethings not right, this should hurt, she's just been shot.

Her eyes close shut.

"stay with me taylor! I love you, taylor, I love you..."

Picking her up I grab her bag and run for the streets.

Once I reach the I run across the pavement to the apartment building. I kick the door open cause theres no time to find the keys. A soon as I step inside I drop all bags and guns at the door. And lie her on the coffee table.

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After many hours of blood, burning,  and sowing.

I finish taking the bullet out,  burning the bleeding, and sowing the wound, im finally finished.

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