CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN - I CAN'T BEAR ANOTHER LOSS

DIANE

I ran.

I didn't think. 

I just ran.

It reminded me so much of that night, how i ran and the immense guilt that washed over me.

My hands trembled and there was this deafening impaling noise that pierced my ear immediately i heard the first gunshot.

Yet, somehow with the numbness in my feet and my blood soaked dress, i just ran.

"Help" I whimpered as i staggered through people that dodged away from me.

"Help-" Were my words as my vision hazed.

And for a moment, i halted.

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My ears opened to the steady beeping of the heart monitor and the drops of liquid that slowly flowed through the intravenous. 

But first, it caught the whispers of people nearby and as my vision cleared completely, i noticed the poli