Bullet

I heard a loud thud next to me. I looked down and saw my band-mate lying down. She was bleeding. I fell down on my knees next to her. I felt numb. She's dying. I started screaming on the top of my lungs. I could't believe it. The audience was quite. I heard whispering and gasps. I was kneeling in a pool of blood.
I took her head in my hands. Her face was wet with my tears. I wasn't crying, my tears were just coming out.
I looked around me. No one was going to help her. Because of him. He did all of this.