All to You
JAVI
I’ve never been so scared in my f*****g life.
The second I felt her hand leave mine, a hole buried its way into my world. I reached for her once her fingers slipped from mine, but she was gone, the lavender scent of her skin leaving an empty space in my arms.
I thought I was going to rip apart the crowd with my bare hands; I’m pretty goddamned sure I tried to.
And the feeling only intensified once the gunshots began, the sharp cracks through the air sending my senses into overdrive, the frightened roar of the crowd like a hungry lion threatening to devour everything in its path.
The sounds of bullets entering the air is a noise you never get used to.
As many times as I’ve heard it, the rapid-fire of a multi-chamber weapon still tears at a piece of me, ripping away at
