By: Radiokitten
She sat limp
in the chair, her long beautiful hair hung lifeless, she could barely think,
let alone move. Her tattered old shirt now not only had sweat stains,but
massive blood stains. The bleeding just kept going, like a rushing river,
rushing away from the body that desperatly needed it now more than ever.
She
was still concious, well, barely. She couldn't move her eyelids ,wider,
or make them close. However, her thoughts were rasing. Everything happened
so fast. She couldn't even remember who shot her anymore. Of course it
didn't matter now, did it?
She
wished at this point that she was dead. The pain she felt was unbarable.
It was amazing that that little peice of metal burried deep within her
breast could cause so much damage, cause so much pain. She was asking god
why, why did he have to spare her? Did he just want her to sufure longer
than she already had? When the gun was pulled out, and pointed at her,
her life didn't flash before her eyes, it was too messed up to do that.
She felt she played apart in messing her life up, but she desperatly tried
to make it better. But this wasn't like one of those cheesy talk shows
where everything has a happy ending. Right now she just wished there was
an ending. If she hadn't been shot, she probly would have taken her own
life sooner or later. The way she sees it, she would have actually succeeded
at it.
Any
moment she expected to here sirens from an ambulance. But she knew nobody
was coming. She'd just wait in that chair until all the life was drained
from her. Knobody would know that they had been shot, they were in a night
club, and the owner was shot too. She figured they would probably be discovered
a few weeks later when another gang came into the club to get buisness
over and done with.
See,
this was a gang fight, and she was the leader's one and only girlfriend.
She knew that once she found out that her perfect boyfriend was the leader
of a gang, she probably should have left him, but she yearned for the excitment,
the danger. Plus she had the chance to be at the top of something, and
she loved being on top. For a while she was at the top of Hong Kong's best
gang's, now she was the next in line to be zipped up in a body bag and
tossed in the ground.
What
little sight she had at the moment started to spin, her thoughts, sight
and body began to feel as if everything was rasing, spining and even starting
to shut down! Then, she heard the sirens, "DAMN IT!" she cursed inside
her head, god had done it again!
Things
started to go black as many blurring human shapes started to flow into
the blood stained room, the last thing she heard before completely blacking
out was,
" This one is alive! Her name is....Mai Valentine!"
Sooo...let me know what you thought of the first chapter! Short, I know! More next time!