It didn't take her a long time to realize that this was probably going to be her last stand. Her mind unconsciously thought of the first time she met him. He'd been nervous, snarky, rude. Meanwhile, she'd been perky, cheerful, sweet. They were like fire and ice. Oil and water. Opposites. But we all know the saying, right? Opposites attract. And in this case it was spot on.
She remembered how their first date had gone. It had been great. It was something she held close to her heart. The kiss made her smile. Kissing him had been sweet and short. But filled with passion. A bullet whizzed pass her ear. Growling she fired in return. The sound of bullets being fired filled the air. It didn't take long to hear muffled curses coming from the direction, she'd been aiming at.
Wiping the blood from her bleeding nose on her jacket, she walked to where the suspect was. He was on the ground groaning in pain. She pulled out a radio and called in for backup units. Her attention not on the suspect, he decided to do something that would probably cost him his life.
He fired his weapon. The woman fell, her body hitting the floor with a loud thud. The man stared in horror at the sight of blood. There was a large pool surrounding her body. He stood and limped away, trying his best to get out of there quickly.
She watched as he disappeared from her line of sight. It hurt. Being shot by a firearm at close range. Her body started shaking, like she was having an attack of some sort. She coughed up blood, in the distance she could hear sirens blaring. Calm, soothing voices coming from the radio. Telling her all will be fine. But she doubted them.
It didn't matter. She was going to die within a matter of minutes. As she looked up, she saw him. He was hovering above her; talking to her. Possibly telling her to hold on; she was going to be okay. The look on his face terrified her. He thought he was losing her. But it was reality. And everyone knew that she was going to die in a few minutes.
As she glanced up at the sky, she saw it was turning gray. It wasn't the cloudless blue sky it'd been before. She held on as long as she could. Her auburn hair spread around her head like a fan. There was a gaping hole in her chest. Her big doe eyes were glazing over. Her only regret was not being able to tell him that she was pregnant.
His heart broke, as he watched his love die. Sobs overcame him. Soon he was shaking; crying, screaming, pleading for her to come back. Paramedics came and led him away from her lifeless body. But he managed to catch a glimpse of her as they put her unmoving body in the body bag.
An older man walked over and put his hand on the younger one's shoulder, "She'll be okay."
"I know."
"Come on. Let's get you home."
The younger one nodded and they left.