Wrath

I didnt ask for this.

None of it.

But I had no choice, I had to do it.

For them.

Killed right in front of me, and I didn't even get to say goodbye.

They said he died on impact

A clean shot straight to his head.

But she wassnt so lucky

She was shot twice

Once in her lungs

Her bloody body crawling next to him trying to say goodbye barely breathing but she didnt make it.

She couldn't

As for the second bullet came from behind and this one did not miss

So that left me

I was barely 18 when it had all happened

I was scared, weak But I had something.

Something that was dangerous if used correctly

And to my knowledge, I'd learned from the best.