I have never felt such fear of losing someone that I love so much. With my father, that was different, I didn't have time to fear any possible death. But with Connor, its fear I haven't felt before. Fear of losing another person that I love very dearly.
I am still beside Connor, he is lifeless, he isn't moving. “Connor, open your eyes” I demand with a sob. I still apply pressure onto his stab wound, but there is still blood. I shake him with my other hand, hoping that he will open his eyes, but he doesn't. My eyes start to blur further as tears run down my cheeks. “Please open your eyes” I cry out to him.
I hear the siren of an ambulance, Paul gets up from the ground where he was sitting, and he hurries out of the apartment. Paramedics hurry to Connor's side and Paul helps me to stand up
