Thank you Rebecca Stahlut for being the first to read this story and supporting me, I know I can get on people nerves. But thanks for working with me.

Prologue

My mind was afraid of the outcome that stared me right in the face. I could see my world slipping right through my fingers and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I was so afraid looking into his eyes.

He was leaving me and there was nothing I could do to stop this. I was the one who told him I hated him. I had said so many bad things to him and yet in still I was crying because he was doing just what I had told him to do: leave me.

What could I do to stop this madness? How could I stop this?

I felt the coldness of his skin and shivered. It was even colder then it was before.

My heart was racing and the heat in my skin did nothing for the coldness of his flesh. He was going to die and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

I wished harder than anything that I was stronger. He had always told me I was, but right now I felt weaker then I have ever felt in my life.

It was like no matter how hard I wanted to see past this, no matter how hard I kept wishing his brothers would show up, none of the above was going to happen. He was going to die in my arms.

I was the person he had saved, yet I couldn't even do the same for him. If only he had stayed away, if only I had listened. Maybe this would have ended differently.

My mind kept going back to the thought that I was trying hardly to hold back, I should have never gone to that club that night and this would have never happened.