I'd Take A Bullet For You

"What's the matter? You did you say you'd take a bullet for me, didn't you?" She grinned at Isaac as he lay still in the growing puddle of dark red blood. He sputtered and coughed, attempting to get a breath.

"I did say that didn't I" He gave a halfhearted chuckle that wracked his frame and sent spires of pain shooting through him. "Maybe I should be more careful with what I say from now on. But in all fairness" He attempted to sit up but Daisy gave him a swift kick and knocked him to the ground, he grunted in pain. "In all fairness, I never thought you'd be the one doing the shooting."

It was her turn to chuckle now, "Well life is just full of surprises isn't it. And in my defense, the phrase "take a bullet for you" is so clumsy and easily misunderstood. Next time you should clarify from whom you'd like to receive the bullet."

"Next time?" Up until now Isaac's eyes had been squeezed shut but he slowly opened them, looking Daisy in the face. "I didn't realize there'd be a next time." His features contorted with the pain of just breathing.

Daisy glanced down at her wrist watch. "This my love is the next time. So tell me Isaac. Would you take a bullet for me?"

The life drained from Isaac's face and slowly he let his eyelids slide shut. "For you," He whispered. "I'd take a million bullets."

A deafening crack sounded from Daisy's pistol and echoed through the parking garage like a last cry of hope screaming for help, but the sound slowly died and was greeted by no response except silence.