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"You don't have the guts" Clint takes another step towards hs and continues his slow descent across the rooone wrong There's a tiny lever on the side, near ain

"Stop!" I demand

Clint laughs again and takes another step He's just over an ared but far away enough that I can still defend myself He lifts his foot to close the space between us and I try again

I squeeze un topples me backward, to the floor I land on ing in my ears

I crawl to asps on the carpet as blood pools from the hole in his chest

I fall to the ground beside Asher and press ertips to his neck I can't find a pulse I don't kno to do CPR, but I try anyway It can't be that hard Pinch the nose Breathe into the ainst the chest until he comes back to life I can do that

I pinch Asher's nose shut with one hand and open hiss because I refuse to let him die I blow one more breath then move to his chest In the movies, people place their hands near the center, between the nipples I link ht I'm not sure if it works, but I push two ain

On hs I fall ontoto breathe myself as tears pour down my cheeks "Asher?"

He coughs again and rolls onto his side "I think you broke my rib"

"Asher!" I yell and throw ht "I thought I lost you"

He co to his feet His eyes scan the roo in He walks across the carpet, picks up the gun, and wipes the handle with his shirt

"What are you doing?"

"Call 911, Ellie" Asher walks over to Clint's body and kicks his leg Clint doesn't move, doesn't breathe "Call your dad, too I'm in serious shit"

"You?" I reach for Asher's hand but he pulls back "I did this"

"No You waited in the car until you heard the gun go off Then you came inside and saw all of this"