Blood quickly soaked Brian’s blazer. His mouth filled with blood as well, and I could see him coughing up more. I was shaking even more than I was before. I couldn’t breathe. As a reflex, tears streamed down my face; and the salt from it stung the open wounds in its path.

I scurried over Brian, and quickly pressed my hands onto his wound, “No no no!”

            I could feel the quick footsteps of someone, but it wasn’t running towards me but away from me and to Derik. I looked to see Jay attacking Derik, wrestling for the gun.

            “Brian,” I started. “I called 911 before, they’re going to be here soon. Hang in there.”

            Brian’s chest was moving heavily up and down, but on his face had a small smile while the blood stained his teeth, “I’m so sorry.”

            “For what? You saved me,” I tried to smile.

            Brian shook his head, “No… I ruined you.”

            Brian then started to breathe heavier and heavier and said his last words, “Tell BoYoung… that I’m sorry... for everything.”

            Brian’s head slowly sat deeper into the ground and his eyes stayed open but I could feel the death in the air. My hands shook and shook.

            “Why?” I cried and then glared at Derik, a couple feet away, who was getting beaten by Jay. “WHY?!”

            I ran and shoved Jay off of Derik and sat on top of his abdomen. Derik’s face was cut with open gashes and blood spilled over. Still, it didn’t make me give any sort of sympathy. My tears mixed with the taste of blood and my eyes were still clouded with tears as I looked down at Derik, half dead on the ground.

            Raising my fist high up in the air, I swung it hard down onto his jawline. Then to his temple. Then to his other side. My knuckles had cut open as well as a result, but the pain in my heart overpowered it.

            “ YOU!” I shouted. “BECAUSE OF YOU, BRIAN IS DEAD!”

I kept shouting and shouting as the fists continued down to his face. Derik couldn’t reply as he tried to catch a breath.

            “Why?” I continued. “WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!”

            With deep breaths, Derik spoke quietly, “Ask your boyfriend’s father.”

            “What…?” I asked.

            I looked at Jay, and Jay answered in a whisper, “Bobby…”

            “Stan,” my already rolled fists shook harder.

            “Come on,” Jay helped me off the floor