The small dust particle on the coffee table across from me in the seating area of the floor was where my eyes were hyper-fixated as my mind, like a reel, played back memories of Keifer. What he did to me. When he put me in the hospital. When he died. When Mr. Bauer came and harrassed me as my face was purple with bruises in the hospital.
Mr. Bauer. Who five minutes ago tried to hit me. Who five minutes ago tried to get Michael arrested for defending me.
"Kristina." Michael said, sounding like he had said my name a few times. I blinked my eyes a few times and looked up at him.
"Yes?"
"You ok?" he asked lightly placing a hand on my shoulder.
"Bauer! Bauer! Drop it!" Three bullets pop through the air, causing me to jump.
Mr. Bauer turns away from the three people he shot and turns towards me. I don't even realize I'm crying until I feel the wetness on my cheeks. Michael has his arm thrown across me in protection. I clutch onto him in fear, my whole body trembling lightly as I press myself even tighter to Michael's arm.
"My son was everything to me." Mr. Bauer begins. "He had his whole life ahead of him."
Michael reaches up and takes my hand.
"And you killed him." Mr. Bauer says before raising his gun to point at me.
"NO!" I shriek, clutching even tighter to Michael, as the light trembles turn to an internal earthquake. Michael quickly pushes me off the couch behind him and stands up. I crawl behind it as Mr. Bauer continues his monologue.
"If only you would've been honest about Keifer. I told him I was gonna see justice served." I hear his gun cock and a sharp sob rips through me again. Michael is going to die for me right now. I think. And then I'm going to die.