Tragedy (part 3/end)

We got to my house and he walked me to the door. Just before I went inside, we kissed! He left and I went inside, red face and all. To avoid conversation with my mom, I went straight to bed.
After a month of dating, we were going strong. We were having a water gun fight. We would “hunt” each other and when we found each other, we “shot” each other. He snuck up behind me and stole my water gun. I chased him, but he found a high place. He pointed the water guns at me. I did what any water victim would do, I taunted him.
“Go ahead, shoot me! You’re going to miss!” I taunted.
“Oh really?!” Justin laughed as he was about to “shoot”.
Suddenly, there was a *BANG* and a sharp pain. I fell down in a pool of blood. I could see the anger and the terror in Justin’s face. He jumped down and ran after the guy. I was gasping for air by the time he came back. I heard him call 911, but I knew it was too late.
“Justin…Justin…Justin…” I gasped quietly.
“Nicole, I’m here, don’t worry, the ambulance is on the way.” He said with worry.
“Justin, its…too…late…I love you, Justin!” I gasped as the angel of death took my last breath.
“Nicole?”
That was the last thing I heard from him.

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The ambulance took Nicole and tried to bring her back. Justin was starting to cry, while watching them. He prayed she’d come back. In the end, the paramedics couldn’t bring her back. Justin cried, but his eyes were filled with hatred. He cursed the man who killed Nicole. He promised revenge for Nicole. Today, he can still hear her voice, feel her presence, and see her smile. Every now and again, he broke down. He still wishes he could have saved her.