thump. thump. thump. It all happened so quick. Bodies on the floor. Shots. Everyone was so happy, laughing, alive. But it was all taken away by a bullet. A bullet that took their lives. A bullet that took their hopes. A bullet that left them dead. A bullet that stole their dreams. A bullet followed by endless pain and tears. A bullet that tore families apart. But most of all, the bullet that struck Payton Moormeier. I was afraid, I really was. We were all left helpless. Vulnerable like prey on an open prairie. Why him? Why not me? Why not nobody? I couldn't leave him there to bleed out, it was wrong. Who was sick enough in the brain to shoot up a bunch of kids. None of which did anything to you. With hesitation, I sprinted towards the bleeding boy. The skies were grey and the clouds would cry for those who we mourn and lost today...
I'm Y/N and this is my story. I'm lucky to be alive to be here, writing this for so many people to see. I'm still drowned in my survivors guilt, but I'm recovering.
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FanfictionY/N x Payton Moormeier. You're a small influencer on Instagram, and you recently became a TikTok star as well. However, one day you're notified that you're going to a meet and greet with a bunch of other friends you know. So far, you're aware Payton...
