To Catch A Sparrow

31. Devina

Sal is gone. He was shot through the neck. A sharp pain makes its way through my body before I begin to feel numb. I’m falling but I know I’ve been hit. The taste of copper floods my mouth as I cough.

I can barely open my eyes.

I can’t feel my fingers.

I must be in shock.

I can’t breathe.

Better me than him. I was dying anyway.

There is something heavy on my chest, on my stomach, on my legs. I’m not sure what hurts worse, the jarring shock ringing throughout my body, or the realization that he’ll never know that I love him.