Things flash before me. I scream her name. She takes one last look at me before she crumples to the ground."CINDY!"I scream.

My heart sinks. But it feels like its in my throat. I want to run to her, to heal her, but my body won't move.Her back lifts off the ground and her screams fill the night sky. Its the worst thing I have ever heard. I wish it would stop.

She screams again. My legs move and I'm running towards her. I slide and stop next to her on my knees and gather her into my arms. Rain falls down on us, soaking us as we sit in the clearing.

Tears stream down her face as she looks up at me."Your OK, your going to be just fine. I'll fix you. You'll be just fine."I say.

Her breathing is shallow but at the same time ragged. I look at her stomach. Blood is soaking her shirt.

She was shot. That's all I can think. I will fix her. She will be just fine. She grabs my hand and holds onto me tight. My eyes fill with tears. She starts whimpering.

"Its OK Brad, I'll be fine OK..."she pauses to gasp then swallow."I just wanted to say... I love you Brad with all my heart."says Cindy. Her breathing starts to go shallow, her pulse weak.

"Please Cindy don't leave me."I cry. Sobbing now. My mind is racing. I have to save her. Her hand falls limp to her side.

"I wouldn't leave you, but its not my choice."says Cindy weakly."I loved you Cindy I always will, I always have. Your everything to me."I say. But before I can say anything else her body goes limp in my arms. Her eyes are closed."Cindy?? Baby??"I say.

Her chest isn't moving. She's not breathing. She has no pulse. I try to revive her. To bring her back. But by the time I realize she's really gone that's when I start to sob harder.

My girlfriends dead. The only one who truly understood me. I look up and scream. She was the only one I loved, my only girlfriend. My first girlfriend. I've never felt such grief. Such sadness.

I want her back. I want to bring her back. I want to scream for them to take my life instead and let her live.

I don't know how long it is that I sob over her body before strong hands grip my shoulders and try to pull me off of her, and I let them. As I'm pulled away and dragged to the far side of the clearing I look back and see people pick up her limp body and take her away.

My cousin Morgan holds me still. Then the grief the pain of all this is just to much to bear. I fall limp in her arms. Morgan supports me.

The one I loved is gone. My baby, my girlfriend, my one true love. And its all my fault.