In My Desperate Time

I shoot.

I can't hear anything after that.

Hilda and old Mr. Louis rush to Frances. Behind me, the bustling crowd are fleeing.

I just stand there and watch Frances slowly fall to the ground.

Blood oozes from his chest and reflects my eyes scarlet.

His face is deathly pale, but he still tries to put on a smile.

I see his lips move. With all the strength left, he says three words to me.

I.

Love.

You.

I finally come back to my senses and run towards Frances like crazy.

Old Mr. Louis is so indignant that he pushes me away. He frowns and shouts to me sternly, "Go away, you bitch!"

The ambulance comes very fast, but Frances’ blood flows away even faster. I can feel his vitality losing.

Frances.

Frances, please be safe.

to the hospital. After some simple check-up, Frances is

Mom, Frank and me all

so anxious that she keeps scolding me, "Jane, what the hell is wrong with you?! Why do you shoot him? You are killing him, and you're going to

there with my hands clasped

What can I say?

one will believe me no

choice.

and look

I wanna

follows me to the corner of the corridor. She has been quite

one careless move may easily take

so of course, she doesn't want to see

Neither do I.

Is he

by the wrist and ask

happens to Earl or to Frances, I

it can't

you to do. So, I won't touch Earl

reassured

I'm more worried

shot misses the vital points, he still loses too much

that someone is

think I'm about to