“Nothing,” Her eyes wouldn’t meet mine as her voice came quiet and uncertain, but even without the vagueness in her tone, I knew she was lying. She would have no reason to suspect me getting shot, not unless she knew my secret. She knew what happened that night. She remembered everything. What else did she know?
My questions were left unanswered, without anytime to clarify what exactly was running through this confusing girls head as the shooter’s first bullet released from it’s chamber. The loud bang jerked me back to our surroundings, Allison’s entire body jumped as she clung to the counter top. We were hiding in the bathroom from a shooter, and I should be out there saving people. Whatever the hell she knew, it had to wait. If she’d kept my secret for this long, I could only hope it wo
