The Story of Us

Chap. 11

Why!? This can't be happening. It was perfect. We were amazing and we the night was amazing. This isn't what was supposed to happen. He had just kissed me. We had just left the restuarant. We were going to take a walk. It was going to be a wonderful night and then we would go to work tomorrow happy and it would be amazing. We would go to the café down the street from our office. Life was going good and it would continue going good. But, no... Because the one time I come to the city and enjoy my night what I feared happened...

A man wearing all black walked up to me and Rylee as we walked out of the restaurant. He took all of our things every last bit of it. Rylee tried to take it back, but he has a gun... He pulled the gun on Rylee and shot him.

"RYLEE!!" I screamed falling down picking him up from the cold sidewalk.

"Isadorra. It's okay. Go... Go inside and call the police."

"No! I'm not going to leave you here alone!" I felt the blood seeping through his clothes and all over my clothing and myself.

"Isadorra... please.." He spoke softly closing his eyes.

I lied him down slowly and ran fast into the restaurant not caring on how crazy I looked.

"PLEASE HELP MY BOYFRIEND NEEDS EMERGENCY HELP!!! PLEASE SOMEONE CALL 911!!!" I had many people eating stand up, some took out their phones, some ran to me and out the door to Rylee. The workers done the same thing.

God please let him be okay. Please god.

I took a deep breath and ran back out the door.

There was already hundreds of people swarming the area. You could see the lights of the police cars and ambulances and you could hear it even louder. The scene had gotten noticed and bigger fast.

I seen the ambulance jump out of their vehicle with a stretcher and run to Rylee probing him up onto the stretcher doing many, many things to him and they ran back to their vehicle.

I ran to them and stood by his side.

"Please I'm his girlfriend so I suggest you let me on this thing or I will not be an easy party."

"Hurry ma'am!" The oldest man said as they threw Rylee into the vehicle and I jumped into the seat as they shut the two big doors.

Their were two men hooking him up to things and the other two were ripping his clothes off trying to find the bullet wound.

They got to where it was and I began to cry even more not knowing that was even possible at the moment. He was pale and cold and limb. There was blood everywhere and the smell was beginning to hit my nose and I became noxious. You could not see where the hole was and they were trying to find it in all the blood.

They began to speak in words I did not understand and I wish I could have because what I learned the next morning was something that changed everything for us. From start to finish.