I'm Sorry
A strong tall man with long brown hair reaching his shoulders and amber eyes was lying down. His wound from the gunshot was gushing out fast staining Milleniums beautiful clean carpet. Next to him was a average man with gray hair and brown eyes sitting next to the other man holding him up in a sort of leaned up position.
"Brandon why, why did you protect me?" questioned the wide and glassy eyed man remembering what has happened the last few minuets…
He and his board of trustees were walking to the elevators discussing business. Three security officers were walking next to them making sure business went on smoothly. As they conversed they stopped and saw two of their security guys lying down next to the elevator. Next to them was a guy standing up next to them back behind the trustees, on his left hand a gun. Big daddy who was with the group saw the scene, "Brandon,"
The man turned around his eyes his expression full of sadness and a hint of anger. Big Daddy was about to question the young man why he committed such a crime when someone shouted "Big Daddy!"
Their eyes followed the voice at the other end of the hall. A man wearing a tux with a crazy expression, with a gun in his hand too, was charging towards Big Daddy. The security guards came in front of Big Daddy getting their guns out, but they were too slow the man charging shot them in the chest. The board got frightened and fled the scene afraid of getting shot.
The man stopped his expression more hysterical than ever, "Goodbye Big Daddy," and pointed the gun right at him. As he pulled the trigger the man who was next to the fallen security guards got in front of the bullet and shot the gun in his hand right at the enemy.
BANG, BANG
As Big Daddy remembered that scene he looked at Brandon, "Please for Millennium's sake, No, for Maria's sake. Please tell me why did you protect me?"
Brandon just looked at him his breathing hard. Big Daddy looked at his last guard, "Get a paramedic immediately!"
"But sir,"
"Damn it man, get a paramedic now!"
The man winced, handed a gun to Big Daddy, then ran to get the paramedic. Brandon was slowly fading away his breath slower and shallower and he got dizzy then passed out.
Brandon wanted to tell him why he did what he had done but the pain at his side was excruciating. When Big Daddy looked at him, Brandon hoped he could see what he was trying to tell him by the look in his eyes…
"Big Daddy I did this for both you and Maria. You both have a bright and happy future ahead. Everybody loves you and feel secure around you because they know you'll protect them.
If I let that man kill you that man would kill Maria, then Harry, then the whole entire company like they did to Maria's uncle.
That murder that killed him shot him down, down like a dog on the highway. Then he killed Harry and mines best buds.
Anyway, thank you Big Daddy for taking Maria and I in giving us your kindness and hospitality.
Tell Maria I'm sorry for leaving her there all alone in the party. Tell Harry I'm sorry for letting him go through all that trauma again.
I'm sorry Big Daddy… Maria… Harry… I'm sorry.