How precious is life?

There was this crucifying pain in my gut. It felt like something had ripped my guts open, gnawed them out and left them bleeding. I felt like a dying bird that is killed for fun by hunters solely for their own pleasure. There was so much pain that I was afraid to look down but I did. I looked down on my stomach.

There was nothing there. Absolutely nothing.

I touched myself in disbelief but I was completely fine.

What?

What is happening?

Where is this pain coming from?

My eyes were still down when I noticed the blood dripping on the ground, it had already formed a tiny puddle there but it wasn’t from me, but from the man who covered me.

I looked at Yohan, his sky blue colored dress shirt was dyed in red around his stomach. I raised my head further up to his face while a single drop of blood dripped down his nose yet he was standing his ground..

His arms on either side of my body to keep me safe.

“Yohan.” I began to tremble, “Let go.” After seeing him it felt like all of my own pain had