Multiple reunions

EMILY

I was alive.

My legs hurt, and so did my chest and head but I felt no excruciating pain that should have come from a gunshot.

The room was still again like everyone held their breath.

“Emily.” I heard someone call. It was Sarah. I opened my eyes.

Russo lay on the floor. He was unmistakenly dead and his brains had been slipped open. I closed my eyes again.

Strong arms lifted me. Not sarah’s arms.

Alexandro.

I opened my eyes again. My head was swimming, so many things happening at the same time. “Where do you hurt?” Alexandro’s voice asked.

“He hit me. My head, my legs, my chest. He hit Amelia too. Take care of Amelia.” I rasped. My head was banging. Maybe it was the noise of the gunshot. It could also be from when he smacked my head with the gun. I closed my eyes again.

Alexandro’s hand touched my legs and I winced. “I think it’s broken. I’ll take you to the hospital.” Alexandro said moving me outside. “Sarah will take care of Amelia.” I nodded, letting him take care of me.

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