by Brown, Allen
"It’s Alice's." She said.
Bill's lowered hands, "Whut? She's gone bonkers. Missy, you are Alice." He said to her.
“I. Said. Stop. Calling me that." She said firmly looking to the roof, the florescent light drummed with flowing of its ions beat after beat. "That's Alice's book. You can't blame her for what we did, she's innocent." She continued with a waterfall of tears streaming from the side of her eyes, "Don't worry babe, I will make this okay soon."
Then it hit me like a bird flying into a pale glass window then having to take a few days to recover; "Honey, who are you referring to as we?" I asked, I was close enough to reach her right arm, I touched her hand she held out to prevent me from reaching the gun. Her cold fingers absorbed the warmth of my hands.
"Me and Alice, who else?" She said looking with enlight-ened eyes. "Why can you guys not see?!" She continued; "I'm Alex…” She looked at me with eyes I've never seen before. The once bright blue transformed into a subtle teal shade.
"I'm sorry I'll make it better now." She said closing her eyes, she squeezed the trigger sending a forty caliber bullet into her skull.
Blood smeared onto the wall, as her lifeless body fell into my arms. I cradled her tiny body in my arms as easy as I could so she didn't fall onto the ground. A thin layer of blood coated my face, every single muscle in my blood were flexed as the ring from the bullet still traveled down my eardrum on an indefinite loop. As I held onto her, Bill was saying something that I couldn't hear, I could see his mouth moving. I felt a roughness on her arm, I looked under her sleeves, cuts lined up both of her arms. Pulling her sleeves down, I drew her closer to me and hugged her.
"Sorry."
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