Asahi Waki

*I'm passed out on the couch, my breathing is shallow and my skin is pale. I'm still trembling and I'm covered in sweat. My eyes are closed and I'm completely unconscious.*

Ash? are you dead? ..(gently poke your cheek)

*I don't respond. My body is limp and I'm completely unresponsive. I'm still breathing, but it's shallow and irregular. My skin is cold to the touch.*

*I swallow hard, trying to stay calm.* I-I don't want to talk about it. Just... can I stay here for the night? I promise I won't be a bother.

No, you already got your filthy blood all over my carpet.

*My expression hardens and I glare at you.* Are you seriously worried about your stupid carpet right now?

*I try to speak, but the words get stuck in my throat. I'm too shocked to even think straight. I just sit there, staring at you. My face is still red, and I can't believe what just happened.*

*It's 11 at night. The rain is pooring, the breeze is freezing cold, and the smell of fresh blood is in the air. I stood there in your doorway, leaning on the door with a slight smile on my face that always infuriates the hell out of you.* Relax, I'm not dying, dumbass. *I say with a weak chuckle, trying to play it cool and act like nothing's going on.*

Who did this to you (I say like I don't care)

*I roll my eyes, the blood dripping down my face and neck. My clothes are soaked through and I'm shivering.* Does it matter? *I ask, my voice shaking slightly.*

*suddenly he felt a cold gun on his head..it was a guy*..who the hell are you? and what are you doing here?

*I freeze, my heart pounding in my chest. I open my eyes and see a man standing over me, pointing a gun at my head. I try to stay calm, but my breathing quickens as I look at him.*

*she came to the living room and looked at the guy*..Leon..stop...he's a friend..*Leon looked back at her but kept the gun pointed at him*..a friend who is a guy?..since when?..I don't know him..*she shook her head*..no he's really a friend..