Take My ***ing Heart, You Already Took Everything Else...
Chapter 42: Britt's POV
Chapter 42- What Am I Doing Here? Britt’s POV
I was running around without a care. There was nothing else I could really do. I was dodging bullets left and right praying they didn’t hit me. I saw Frankie, and I grabbed on to his arm. He was startled at first, but gave a weak smile. He pulled me into a corner and smiled.
“I just want you to know. No matter what happens, I will always love you. You got that?” he said with a serious tone.
I nodded my head. He gave me a kiss.
“Now lets get out of this corner before we get shot. Oh, Seidee and Zachy are dead.” he blurted out.
I gave him a weird look.
“Well Seidee had some good left in her for her final round. She took a bullet for me. Zachy went to shoot me, but she got in his was. She
was shot instead, and Zachy couldn’t live with knowing the fact that he shot his love, so he shot him self in the head. There are brains all splattered all over the wall beyond that corner if you wanna see.” he joked.
“Um, no. I’m good thanks. FRANKIE DUCK!” I yelled.
He did as he was told.
“All right, lets get out of this corner NOW!” he yelled.
We ran and dodged. How much more could we take of this? How much more ammunition could these people have anyway?
I was running around without a care. There was nothing else I could really do. I was dodging bullets left and right praying they didn’t hit me. I saw Frankie, and I grabbed on to his arm. He was startled at first, but gave a weak smile. He pulled me into a corner and smiled.
“I just want you to know. No matter what happens, I will always love you. You got that?” he said with a serious tone.
I nodded my head. He gave me a kiss.
“Now lets get out of this corner before we get shot. Oh, Seidee and Zachy are dead.” he blurted out.
I gave him a weird look.
“Well Seidee had some good left in her for her final round. She took a bullet for me. Zachy went to shoot me, but she got in his was. She
was shot instead, and Zachy couldn’t live with knowing the fact that he shot his love, so he shot him self in the head. There are brains all splattered all over the wall beyond that corner if you wanna see.” he joked.
“Um, no. I’m good thanks. FRANKIE DUCK!” I yelled.
He did as he was told.
“All right, lets get out of this corner NOW!” he yelled.
We ran and dodged. How much more could we take of this? How much more ammunition could these people have anyway?