My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I was betting Jordan wouldn't fire at me.

It was my first guess.

Yet, at the same time, I sensed that Jordan would make an unexpected decision. There was no way for me to dodge this bullet.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

Before I could figure out what to do, Jordan fired another shot in an attempt to hit Evan's other leg. Bright red blood stained the floor. Evan had no choice but to use his hands to support his body. Perhaps he was afraid of angering Jordan further, so he bit his lips hard to avoid making a sound even though his entire body was trembling. Even the veins on his forehead were visibly throbbing. Jordan's eyes were red with fury. He slowly cocked his gun away from Evan and toward the heavily injured Hendrix instead.

I had to put a stop to all this!

With no time to think or second-guess my decision, I quickly locked my gaze onto the gun in Jordan's hand.

The next second, I grabbed his hand and pulled it with all my strength. I aimed it at my left shoulder and used Jordan's finger to squeeze the trigger on the gun.

"Bang!"

late. The bullet pierced through my flesh. It felt like a thousand burning needles were ripping through my flesh at the same time. The mind-numbing pain almost made me

pain, but I couldn't control my response anymore. My body felt like it wasn't mine as I felt my consciousness slip away and

I knew the shot was not fatal, I still looked

looking

had no other concerns anymore. I let myself fall

felt someone wrap

eyes. Judging from the smell of disinfectant in the air, I knew I was most

moved my fingers around

be more conscious of the stinging pain in my shoulder.

I won the bet.

What about Hendrix?

pain as I tried to stand stretched one leg out, but before it could touch the ground, a familiar low voice stopped me. "Are you

Was Hendrix dead?

killed Hendrix, he would not have let

reason for me to stay alive anymore.