The ambulance crew pull Ezra from my hands, putting him onto the stretcher and taking him out of the nightclub. I am unable to move as my whole body remains in shock. My tears fall freely down my cheeks as I stare at all of the blood surrounding me. There is blood all over me, the ground and the walls. It looks like too much blood for someone to survive losing. Two police officers enter the smoking area and still, I remain on the ground. I can hear Chelsea speaking with them, but I cannot register what she is saying. Everything outside my broken heart is a blur, it feels like I am in a different dimension. One of the officers comes over to me, placing a hand on my shoulder. I stare up at him through my tears and see his lips moving.
"Miss, can you hear me?" He says.
"Huh? We need to go
