Risky: A Chrono Love Story

|Chapter 12|

Please read the Author's Note if you haven't.

All of them!?

I bit my nails anxiously and peeked under the drapes. I saw all of their bodies laying on the floor. Kirari's eyes were staring into mine with a small light of hope. She tried to open her mouth to say something, but ended up staying silent. Her neck was shot, and it was horrifying to look at.

Slowly, her eyes started to shut and I knew why. I knew what was going to happen after when her eyes are fully closed. Death.

I took a hopeful look at Midari but I think she took the most hits. Her torso were covered in bullets and her eyes were bloodshot open, though I knew they were lifeless.

Runa laid on the floor in a ball, a lollipop drifting out of her mouth. A large puddle of blood was pooling under the poor girl as her eyes were already shut tight. I retreated back under the drapes as more shots were heard, and more screams filled the air. I balled up and all the tears escape.

Is this what always happens to me in the end? I just loose everyone?

I cry my eyes out, blood starting to soak into my clothing. If I laid out there, they just might mistaken me as a dead body. I whimpered silently, praying to god that they don't check under the tables. I grab the AK-47 that slid under here and held it for defence. It felt like I had anxiety.

I could hear my heart pumping. I could feel my heart pumping. Tears were unconsciously streaming down my face and my breathing was staggered. Scenario after scenario of me laying down on the floor with my friends played in my mind and I just couldn't take it. Maybe I should just kill myself.

I mean, seriously. My parents died last night and it hit me hard this morning. Then my 3 closest friends just drop down to the floor right in front of me.

Geez, all of this just happens on the day I fell in total love, too.

Heh. Damn you, Kurono. Maybe if I didn't fall in love, this wouldn't have happened. No, that's a silly thought. It couldn't be his fault after all of this, could it? It's near impossible.

I gripped the gun tightly and rested a finger on the trigger. I wonder how much bullets it has? After I waste all of them, I won't be able to replenish them. I have to use them carefully. Carefully.

Carefully.

What if I miss a shot? What if that one shot I miss just happens to be the mistake I die with? What if I kill every robber but miss the last shot and one bad guy still remains? That one will finish me off, for sure! Shit!

I scowled and it felt like I was going through the most terrifying moment in history. I've been like this for about 2 minutes, silently thinking about those things. I've been blocking out every single sentence everyone has said from the draped table. It felt like I didn't even have ears anymore.

My thoughts were ten times louder than the voices outside, but one phrase stood out.

"Where's Y/N?"

Did one of the burglars say that? Wait, no. It sounded familiar. Familiar.

Kurono?

"Wait. Is that Runa and Kirari? What uh, Midari? Are you guys awake?" his voice got closer. Now fully awake, police sirens were ringing in the background and there no more gun shots. "Shit, they're dead. Where's Y/N?" Hari asked. I was right by him, holding onto the gun in trauma. Should I trust him? Should I?

"F/N L/N come out, it's the police. All the burglars have been taken down. F/N L/N," one police officer shouted out into the room. I could see Hari's shadow fall over the drapes.

If I don't show myself, then they may suspect me being a part of the burglary. If I do reveal myself and they see the rifle, then what do I say? Ah, screw it.

I come out of my hiding spot and tackle Hari in a hug, unintentional tears pouring out. My eyes were shut tight, trying to remove the image of my friends' dead bodies lying right near me. I hicupped and he hugged me back. "I-I... Midari k-killed 2... A-And then they j-just d-dropped d-down to t-the f-floor and I h-hid-," I stuttered, still crying. Hari shushed me, so I stopped talking.

"I know, Y/N. The cameras caught everything. We'll see what happened," he pat my back and sniffle my running nose. He pulls apart from the hug and hands me a tissue. I wipe the tears and then blow my nose. "By the way, here," he said as he handed me my phone. Wait, my phone? I took the phone gratefully, but confused. He chuckled. How can he be laughing when there's at least a hundred dead bodies around us!?

"Heh, you look confused. You left your phone at my house. I came all the way here to return it back to you, but noticed that there was something wrong through the windows. I called the police and they took everyone down. Don't worry, Y/N," Hari comforted as he hugged me again. I look down at my friends' bodies and whimper at the bloody sight. Nearly everyone who were in here before were all dead.

The shooters planned to get rid of everybody. Most of the survivors hid underneath the tables just like I did, and some blended in with the bodies pretending to be dead like a possum. Some were only slightly injured, with a bullet or two. Most died though.

At the entrance of Gamblerama, a swarm of police officers were chattering and I overheard some of the conversation. "8 survived. The other officers estimate about 210 people in total who were in the shooting, 218 if the criminals count. About 170 died and about 20 got away with severe injuries. About 10 got away with minor injuries. 10 were unharmed," one police officer reported.

Kurono pats my shoulder and ensured everything would be alright.

Nothing's going to be alright, Hari.

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