4 years ago...
I could barely recognize where I was.
My head was pounding, my left eye was completely swollen and I was bleeding excessively from the wound in my abdomen.
I could barely move.
“Please don’t do this! Please, this isn’t her fault!“, I begged him. I could see him standing above Carla with the loaded gun pointed to her head. The satisfaction of holding someone else’s life in his hands was swirling in his dead, cold eyes.
I could remember the time when I had thought that those were the most beautiful eyes that I had ever seen.
I couldn’t have been more wrong.
I felt helpless since this was all my fault. I shouldn’t have brought anyone in this mess. And know her blood will forever be on my hands.
There was a moment of complete silence and then I heard the sound of a shot, and then another and another...
“No!“, I started screaming as tears ran down my face.
And then there was nothing.