Mess…

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The smell of smoke tingled through the air and my face and entire body felt numb. I tried to talk but I couldn't, my voice felt dry and strained and my eyes too tired to properly open- everywhere ached so badly. From what I could see, I noticed my brother lying on the road from afar opposite me. He seemed unconscious. I tried to move to no avail. My face was against the damp, cold, wet ground, and my hair seemed to be sticky with either sweat or blood running down my forehead. It felt cold yet the warmth of the fire blazing from a vehicle afar caught my attention. At that moment, I saw the distinct image of a person wearing dark black shoes near me. I tried to move, I did, but I couldn't. The individual stopped in front of me and stooped, yet I still could not see his face- but I knew the voice too well.

“Oh Angel," his raspy voice cooed into my ears as he pushed my bloody hair away from my face and tucked it behind my ear, "I missed you,”

I felt my aching body being scooped into