Blurry. Everything was blurry. It was so hard to see through all my tears. The sight of seeing Gerard like that. The thought of that being my last time with him. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back. I was just trying to picture Gerard. Trying to keep calm.
I could feel the bumpy van. i could hear the motor roaring down the road. my wrists were now tied to tight i was bleeding. i was still trying to pulling my arms out of them, but that just made them cut into my wrists even deeper.
I let out an out loud cry of sadness and weakness. tears streaming down my face.