Requited, Unrequited: Chapter Two
Don't Leave Me
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It happened all too fast.
Bullets were whizzing everywhere. I was busy, repeatedly shooting any Black Organization member passing by me. It was like a war, the two parties furiously exchanging blows like wild tigers.
Then, suddenly, Gin took hold of the true form of Shiho Miyano. Her mask broke, and suddenly, her emotions came bursting out like a broken dam.
I couldn't bear to look at her face. She was scared, oh God, she was scared. She was shivering and that bastard Gin was grinning sadistically, yelling for the officers to drop their guns or else he'll blow Shiho to hell. I could still feel my anger and the sudden urge to just pounce on him. Next thing I knew, I fired him a bullet to the shoulder, effectively making him release Shiho. I took hold of her arm and half dragged half carried her still shivering form.
Then, what happened next is the reason why I'm now sitting outside a hospital room, eyes full of guilt.
I underestimated Gin. I knew he could recover fast, but not that fast. When I looked back at him, his gun was already pointed at me.
I closed my eyes, readying myself on the bullet that was about to strike my heart.
I felt nothing, except for a soft thing that fell on me and a sticky substance splashing all over my body.
It was Shiho. Even though she was shot somewhere near her heart, she still had her glaring eyes trained at Gin while he was being wrestled to the ground by Shuichi Akai and Jodie-sensei. She looked at me.
"What's with the worried face for?" She was smirking.
'Worried' was and understatement. I was hysterical.
I was cradling her body, caressing her face and desperately telling her not to close her eyes. Her chest was already splattered with a lot of blood, her white blouse stained with it.
"Don't you dare die here, Shiho. You took the bullet; I should be the one lying here drenched in blood. I promised to protect you from them. I, I-"
I was cut off by two paramedics taking hold of my arms, pulling me away from her. Another pair carried Shiho to stretcher, a nearby ambulance waiting for her. I wanted to be with her. But the paramedics wouldn't let me, saying that I would just distract them.
To hell with the rules.
I was ready to punch one paramedic unconscious when I saw Shiho smile slightly in the corner of my eye.
She looked like a battered angel. An angel I couldn't live without.
And before she was put inside the ambulance that was ready to take her to the hospital, I remembered myself shouting desperately.
"Don't Leave Me!"