I shoot.
I can't hear anything after that.
Hilda and old Mr. Louis rush to Frances. Behind me, the bustling crowd are fleeing.
I just stand there and watch Frances slowly fall to the ground.
Blood oozes from his chest and reflects my eyes scarlet.
His face is deathly pale, but he still tries to put on a smile.
I see his lips move. With all the strength left, he says three words to me.
I.
Love.
You.
I finally come back to my senses and run towards Frances like crazy.
Old Mr. Louis is so indignant that he pushes me away. He frowns and shouts to me sternly, "Go away,
you bitch!"
The ambulance comes very fast, but Frances’ blood flows away even faster. I can feel his vitality losing.
Frances.
Frances, please be safe.
The ambulance takes him to the hospital. After some simple check-up, Frances is brought into the
operating room.
Hilda, old Mr. Louis, Steven, Mom, Frank and me all stand outside, waiting for the results of the
operation.
No one wants Frances to die, especially mom. She is so anxious that she keeps scolding me, "Jane,
what the hell is wrong with you?! Why do you shoot him? You are killing him, and you're going to jail."
I just sit there with my hands clasped together, silent.
What can I say?
No one will believe me no matter what I say, right?
I have no choice. I must save Earl.
I stand up and look at Hilda sharply.
"Come here. I wanna talk to you."
Hilda follows me to the corner of the corridor. She has been quite down all this time for worrying about
Frances.
Her gamble is so wild that one careless move may easily take Frances’ life.
She loves Frances, so of course, she doesn't want to see this happen.
Neither do I.
"Where's Earl? Is he alright?"
I grab Hilda by the wrist and ask worriedly.
If anything happens to Earl or to Frances, I will definitely kill Hilda.
Anyway, it can't get any worse.
Hilda smiles at me and whispers, "He's alright. You did what I asked you to do. So, I won't touch Earl
again. He'll be safe in the future."
I finally rest reassured a little bit.
However, I'm more worried about Frances.
Even if the shot misses the vital points, he still loses too much blood and will probably die of heavy loss
of blood.
It feels like that someone is hammering my heart non-stop.
I think I'm about to collapse.
"Is Frances going to be alright? I've never shot anyone. I'm so scared."
Panicked and helpless, I can sense that tears have rolled down my cheeks.
I really don't want to cry in front of Hilda, but I can't control myself.
I'm so sad and my heart hurts so much.
I'm so agonized that I'm about to die.
Hilda smiles and looks at me in a very sympathetic way.
"No matter what, you two are over."
I know.
I know.
However, his survival and Earl's are more important than anything else.
I can't lose either of them. It will be more painful than death for me.
Hilda sneers while leaving. While I curl up into a ball, crying uncontrollably.
What should I do?
If anything happens to Frances, what should I do?
Although I intentionally miss a bit, can the shot still be lethal?
Suddenly, something terrible occurs to me!
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