You were running to wherever you could run. Not even noticing the rain that poured slightly. Your foot suddenly stomped in the puddle. You let out a tiny cry as you were covered in water. You shook your head and ran somewhere.
You stopped in the forest. You sighed and leaned against the tree. Unable to stand on your legs, you sat on the ground, closing your eyes and let rain flow down your cheeks. The cold drops mixed with your tears rolling down. You remained silent, listening to the rain.
And everything started not a long time ago. You went into little fight with your friend, Ivan, and you would eventually bury the hatchet if Natalia hadn't been there. After she had heard everything, she jumped on you with knife in her hand and murderous look. You grabbed the nearest weapon that was there, a gun and tried to fight. Of course, she was even angrier and soon you two end up on the ground, you trying to save yourself. And something unexpected happened.
The gun had shot. Cry of pain cut in the air and everyone froze. You knew that voice. Voice which belonged to the person most darling to you. You slowly turned your head to the side and your heart broke into pieces.
You shot him.
You watched him as he was leaning against the wall, clutching his arm. There was blood escaping from a horrible looking scratch. Apparently you didn't shot him, but the bullet grazed his arm badly. His brown hair was covering his eyes, but you could see his clamped teeth. You barely could breathe.
"…" Your throat was dehydrated. "T… Toris? TORIS!" You let out a cry. You rushed to him and kneeled in front of him. Natalia remained silent. When Toris looked at you with his gorgeous eyes, filled with pain, you couldn't hold it. Gun dropped from your hand and you run away.
And there you were. Miserably sitting on the cold ground, surrounded by wet leaves, completely damp from rain.
Crying and crying you didn't notice the person standing in front of you. You reacted after you felt someone's sneaking arms at your figure. Your head shot up to see damp, brown hair in front of your face. Next thing you saw was a grey bandage, stained with little blood. You exhaled sharply. "What are you doing here?! A-aren't you hurt?" you stuttered.
"I am, but I don't care, _____." He spoke quietly. "You didn't do this on purpose, right?"
You shook your head and hugged him as well.