The gun went off. Two shots. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Dom dropped to the ground and saw blood everywhere. Who was shot? Was Ashley shot? He looked over to her body that was sprawled out in the corner. It wasn't her. He looked up and saw Johnny dropping to his knees, holding his stomach. Blood gushed from the wound. He gasped for breath and plummeted to the ground.
He looked up a saw Letty, holding a smoking pistol loosely in her grasp. It fell to the ground with a clunk. She stood there with tears in her eyes.
"Letty," Dom whispered. He jumped up and searched Johnny's neck for a pulse.
"He's dead." He announced.
He saw her standing there, shaking, and scared. "I..I didn't k-know what else to d-do." She stammered. His heart poured out to her, but Ashley was lying on the floor, bleeding immensely.
"We have to get her some help!" Dom said, walking quickly to Ashley's side. Her heartbeat was weak and she breathed very slowly. "I have to take care of her!"
Her eyes shone down on her. "You cant! We have to get out of here! The shit is gonna hit the fan!"
"What are you saying?!" He asked.
"I know you love her. But we can't stay here. We can't be here now!" Letty yelled. "Come on, let's call the cops, but then we need to leave, go somewhere far away so everything can calm down!"
Dominic felt his heart being slowly ripped out of his body, but there was nothing he could do, Letty was right- they needed to get out of there. Nobody would believe that this was strictly out of self-defense. Him and Tran had a violent history. Everybody at race wars saw him storm away pissed and blinded by his anger.
"Fine," He mumbled, walking slowly to the door.
Letty didn't smile, and she wasn't happy. She knew this was killing him, but it was a malicious reason, it was to save their Asses.
"I'm sorry it has to be like this."
Dom shook his head. "Don't be. This was a very dangerous love thing we had...it had to end somewhere." He got out, but he didn't mean it.
"You don't mean that. I know how you feel."
He shrugged. "Whatever."
They both walked out the room, but just as they began to walk down the stairs, his conscious got the best of him.
"Hold on!" He said, making his way back up the stairs. He ran back to the door and threw it open.
Ashley was beginning to regain consciousness again. She stirred lighty.
"I love you. Never forget that." With that he turned back around and walked away.
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He looked up a saw Letty, holding a smoking pistol loosely in her grasp. It fell to the ground with a clunk. She stood there with tears in her eyes.
"Letty," Dom whispered. He jumped up and searched Johnny's neck for a pulse.
"He's dead." He announced.
He saw her standing there, shaking, and scared. "I..I didn't k-know what else to d-do." She stammered. His heart poured out to her, but Ashley was lying on the floor, bleeding immensely.
"We have to get her some help!" Dom said, walking quickly to Ashley's side. Her heartbeat was weak and she breathed very slowly. "I have to take care of her!"
Her eyes shone down on her. "You cant! We have to get out of here! The shit is gonna hit the fan!"
"What are you saying?!" He asked.
"I know you love her. But we can't stay here. We can't be here now!" Letty yelled. "Come on, let's call the cops, but then we need to leave, go somewhere far away so everything can calm down!"
Dominic felt his heart being slowly ripped out of his body, but there was nothing he could do, Letty was right- they needed to get out of there. Nobody would believe that this was strictly out of self-defense. Him and Tran had a violent history. Everybody at race wars saw him storm away pissed and blinded by his anger.
"Fine," He mumbled, walking slowly to the door.
Letty didn't smile, and she wasn't happy. She knew this was killing him, but it was a malicious reason, it was to save their Asses.
"I'm sorry it has to be like this."
Dom shook his head. "Don't be. This was a very dangerous love thing we had...it had to end somewhere." He got out, but he didn't mean it.
"You don't mean that. I know how you feel."
He shrugged. "Whatever."
They both walked out the room, but just as they began to walk down the stairs, his conscious got the best of him.
"Hold on!" He said, making his way back up the stairs. He ran back to the door and threw it open.
Ashley was beginning to regain consciousness again. She stirred lighty.
"I love you. Never forget that." With that he turned back around and walked away.
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