I have been shot twice. One in the arm and the other on my side. Luke is next to me holding pressure on the wounds. I scream "it hurts" he looks at me "I'm so so sorry. It's going to be ok." He says. I cry from the pain. Luke wipes my tears and looks away. I can see tears running down his face. Idk what to do I feel bad But if I told him to go help someone else he wouldn't do it. I look away I don't like seeing him cry. He needs to be happy. I grab his hand and squeeze it "I will be ok baby boy it will be ok. I'm fine." He looks at me and kisses my forehead "ik you will be fine. You have to." He starts to cry ik he it is hitting him that I might not make it out of here. ALIVE. I wipe his tears "baby boy don't cry plz. For me." Then I kiss him lightly. Luke says "ok." And kisses me back. With so much passion as if it might be our last kiss.
Later
I hear a pop fallowed by another. I scream "I'm scared" Luke kisses me "I'm right here" he says.
I hear another pop then a kid in my class falls ik that the shooter is back for some more.
