“Freeze!” a female voice shouted from the kitchen door, and suddenly there was light everywhere.
My eyes were still locked on Blake, hoping that he might still be breathing. Hoping that my death would save his life. That the police and the ambulance would be fast enough to save at least him, even if I was dead. But I was wrong. They were there. Ready to save us both.
I could hear people running around me. I could see the feet stepping past Blake in my father’s direction, and still I stood frozen, just like the command that was given.
I felt hands on my shoulders. A voice asking me if I was okay. If I had any injuries.
“Blake… He’s dying… He needs help…” I said, still not taking my eyes of him.
Within seconds the woman yelled something and minutes later I watched, still frozen in plac
