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.

After some simple check-up, Frances is brought into the

and me all stand outside, waiting for the results of

scolding me, "Jane, what the hell is wrong with you?! Why do you shoot him? You are killing him, and you're

just sit there with my hands clasped

What can I say?

no matter what I

no choice. I must save

up and look at

wanna talk

corridor. She has been quite down all this time for

is so wild that one careless move may easily take

of course, she

Neither do I.

Is he

by the wrist and

happens to Earl or to Frances,

can't get any

me and whispers, "He's alright. You did what I asked you to do. So, I

rest reassured a

I'm more worried about

the shot misses the vital points, he still loses too much blood and will probably die of

someone is

think I'm