At Times Like This
Sirius immediately made a turn without thinking twice. He went back to his apartment and grabbed a small case on his cabinet. He took his Glock 23 handgun and loaded it with bullets.
“Sirius…”
He suddenly felt his head dizzy he had his hands over his head. He’s on his knees and tried to endure the pain, but it hurts him even more.
“Ugh!” he grunted.
He finished loading his gun and hid it behind him. His face was red. He went to his bathroom, where he had his medicine box. He tried searching for his pills, and luckily he did. He took tablets without even thinking about the dosage. He badly needs it. He drank from the faucet and tried to calm himself on the floor.
He took a deep breath.
“Sirius!” he heard someone screamed.
A memory of the car accident popped on hi
