"Meredith!" Atlas shouted as the blood drained from his face. His arms quickly wrapped around Meredith who was falling down. Tears welled in the bottomless hazel pools of her eyes.
Meredith felt the pain sweeping inside her, her eyes fluttered but she didn't want them to close. She just wanted to be in his arms for the last time.
"Meredith!" Atlas yelled, panic and fear evident in his voice. Tears fell from his eyes and Meredith frowned. She didn't want him to cry.
Her head was now in his lap and his hand was on her stomach which was gushing with blood. Someone had shot her. Why or how? She had no idea. It all happened in a split second for it to make sense.
She felt hot liquid on her cheeks and her brows furrowed. Atlas was crying. Never did she think he would see this side of him.
"James call an ambulance!" He commanded not taking his eyes off her as if he was afraid, she would disappear if he did.
