Rain Of Liberation.

The gun had gone off, the sound loud and clear, resonating loudly against the murky walls of whatever house Stuart had trapped her in. Leonica clammed her eyes shut, expecting the pain to come sooner or later, but it never did and the only thing that hit her body was Owen’s body. She peeled her eyes open at the contact and blood drained from her face when she saw that the waist side of the white Hoodie Owen was wear was slowly turning crimson red. All at once, it clicked in her head. He had been shot! “O-owen?” She sputtered, holding onto him as panic took over her quicker than she could ever have imagined. “I-I’m fine.” He groaned when his hand touched where the bullet had hit. “No you’re not. You’re bleeding!” Leonica pointed out the obvious, from the corner of her eyes; she caught Stuart laughing and turned towards him with a harsh glare. “He’s bleeding.” He parroted in a funny manner, laughing even harder at his own joke. “You sick bastard!” Leonica spat, labored breath passing thr