A SHOT IS FIRED
Chapter 8: I'm Coming
Ephram lay on the floor motionless. What had just happened? He felt disoriented and confused. Suddenly, he was surrounded by three people; they were cops. One of them was kneeling above him looking into his still eyes.
"Are you okay kid?"
Ephram didn't know how to respond to this. Was he okay?
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"What is it that you have to tell me Amy?" Colin asked.
"Colin this is really hard to say."
"Just say whatever it is," Colin interrupted her impatiently. "Please, just tell me."
"Colin, I , I, I don't love you."
Colin was stunned and so was Amy. Had she actually just said that? He was speechless and just stood there staring at her. He obviously wasn't going to say anything so Amy said, "Colin, I'm really sorry, but I had to tell you. I couldn't keep living a lie. Colin."
"Amy, I don't love you either," he responded with a slight look of relief crossing over his face."
"What!" is all she could say back.
"Amy, for a while now I knew that you didn't love me. I could tell by the way you acted around me. You were just always so distant and I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to hurt you. I realized that it wasn't fair to either of us, so I was going to say something, but then this happened and. oh Amy, It's Ephram isn't it?"
She looked up at him sheepishly and slowly nodded her head.
"It's okay, I understand. I'll always love you as a friend, but we obviously just weren't meant to be together," he said to a still stunned Amy.
He looked at her waiting for her to say something, but instead she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close to her. She burst into tears and rested her head on his shoulders. She was so relieved that it was over and that he understood.
They stood there for awhile longer until Colin let go of her and whispered into her ear, "go find him."
She gave him one last squeeze and then ran off. She was going to find Ephram!
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Slowly, Ephram sat up. The cops were still surrounding him with deep looks of concern on their faces. Ephram was surprised at the lack of pain he felt hadn't he just been shot? He felt around until he found a small patch of blood on his right arm. Oh no, he had been shot.
"I, uh.." He tried to get out, but was in too much shock to speak. He looked up again only to see that the cops had moved behind him. They were surrounding somebody behind him. Ephram moved to see and saw that it was another teenager wearing a black mask holding a gun. He had been shot to the ground. Ephram felt his arm again and realized that the blood wasn't his own it was the other boy's. Everything made sense again. The cops hadn't shot him; the other boy's blood had just ricocheted onto him. As soon as he realized that he was okay, he took off. He could hear the men behind him yelling, "hey kid, wait." But he didn't care. He had almost died too many times today; he had to find Amy.
Chapter 8: I'm Coming
Ephram lay on the floor motionless. What had just happened? He felt disoriented and confused. Suddenly, he was surrounded by three people; they were cops. One of them was kneeling above him looking into his still eyes.
"Are you okay kid?"
Ephram didn't know how to respond to this. Was he okay?
. . . . . . . . . . . .
"What is it that you have to tell me Amy?" Colin asked.
"Colin this is really hard to say."
"Just say whatever it is," Colin interrupted her impatiently. "Please, just tell me."
"Colin, I , I, I don't love you."
Colin was stunned and so was Amy. Had she actually just said that? He was speechless and just stood there staring at her. He obviously wasn't going to say anything so Amy said, "Colin, I'm really sorry, but I had to tell you. I couldn't keep living a lie. Colin."
"Amy, I don't love you either," he responded with a slight look of relief crossing over his face."
"What!" is all she could say back.
"Amy, for a while now I knew that you didn't love me. I could tell by the way you acted around me. You were just always so distant and I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to hurt you. I realized that it wasn't fair to either of us, so I was going to say something, but then this happened and. oh Amy, It's Ephram isn't it?"
She looked up at him sheepishly and slowly nodded her head.
"It's okay, I understand. I'll always love you as a friend, but we obviously just weren't meant to be together," he said to a still stunned Amy.
He looked at her waiting for her to say something, but instead she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close to her. She burst into tears and rested her head on his shoulders. She was so relieved that it was over and that he understood.
They stood there for awhile longer until Colin let go of her and whispered into her ear, "go find him."
She gave him one last squeeze and then ran off. She was going to find Ephram!
. . . . . . . . . . . .
Slowly, Ephram sat up. The cops were still surrounding him with deep looks of concern on their faces. Ephram was surprised at the lack of pain he felt hadn't he just been shot? He felt around until he found a small patch of blood on his right arm. Oh no, he had been shot.
"I, uh.." He tried to get out, but was in too much shock to speak. He looked up again only to see that the cops had moved behind him. They were surrounding somebody behind him. Ephram moved to see and saw that it was another teenager wearing a black mask holding a gun. He had been shot to the ground. Ephram felt his arm again and realized that the blood wasn't his own it was the other boy's. Everything made sense again. The cops hadn't shot him; the other boy's blood had just ricocheted onto him. As soon as he realized that he was okay, he took off. He could hear the men behind him yelling, "hey kid, wait." But he didn't care. He had almost died too many times today; he had to find Amy.