Being injured hurts, but the pain deep in his eyes cuts deeper


2nd Person's POV

I see the person I love start to run towards me when the shot is fired but the last thing I see before a bullet tears through my flesh, is him tripping.

Pain assaults me, but my concern is for my love.

Soon enough he's there soothing me with soft words.

The medics arrive and he is forced away from me, but in that moment I see anger, grief and guilt in his eyes.

Emotions I hoped never to see again.

I hear a thud of fist hitting concrete and cringe, because his pain runs as deep as my own.