butterflies

A Deal Gone Wrong

"Fuck"

"Fuck Fuck Fuck"

"I new this was a bad idea if only I could have convince him otherwise then this whole thing wouldn't have gone to shit"

As a sixteen-year-old boy I've always heard People always saying smoking is a bad idea when you're my age. But when you're living the type of life I'm living you stop listening to those kinds of people and you just say fuck it. I mean I was going to die one way or another whether it be a gun to my head and a bullet in my brain, or a cigarette in my mouth at this point it didn't matter to me. I do wish I could have said goodbye to her at least one more time. I mean it's kind of hard to give up on somebody when they're the only reason you held on so long. For 10 years I've been fighting now. Yeah and tomorrow is her birthday.

"Damn it" I mutter to myself with a little blood.

"This Fucking hurts..... god dammit I never would have thought getting shot would hurt this much."

As I sat there bleeding out with a gunshot wound right below my kidney. there was only a few things going through my mind, one being this is the end for me. And two being for someone my age I have too many regrets, and it's so not fair.

But if this is how it ends then this is how it ends, whatever right.

As I'm sitting there leaning against the crate looking to my right I see the body of my dead friend James three bullets to the chest one to the Head, he was done instantly. In my mouth a light and almost done cigarette and in my left hand a gun a 22 caliber pistol to be more precise. And with few options left I think one bullet is all I need, yeah one bullet will do just fine.

"Well..... This is it huh"

"Fuck it...... Goodbye world. Ill see you all in Hell you motherfucker's."

As I put the gun to my head about to pull the trigger that's when it happens. A loud bang like thunder, and glass hitting the floor, someone had broken in from the top windows of the warehouse that I was in. And the next thing I knew bullets came raining down from the sky like lightning from a bad storm.

Seconds after the glass came down I heard one of the voices of the men who was originally shooting at me. Telling his men to open fire above them and then sure enough the men shooting at me where now shooting upward. But it was too late for them the second the bullets started flying down was the second Men started dying. As bullets Pierce their brains and hearts with pinpoint accuracy I could hear their final breaths. Like coming out of the water after holding your breath for so long. And that was it all the men were dead it was just me and my mysterious saviors.

I could hear a voice calling out to me someone was running towards me calling me saying something

"Hey ki- holed on Im goi- your going to- fine don't worry"

After that I soon passed out from the blood loss not knowing what was to become of me and what my future holds.