I knew I wasnt ready for him to die! Not now! Not ever!
"No!!" I screamed, but by the time the words even left my mouth he was already on the ground.
"Serves him right." the thug said as he stomped away laughing quietly to himself.
It felt like everything happened in slow motion and I knew that everything that happened from that moment on would be engraved in my heart. I bent down as I felt the coldness of the tears running down my face and the sharpness of daggers plunging through my heart. I knew that I would never forgive him. NEVER. Because my heart was still young, but its love was cut short.