Speck of dust

I wasn't a professional shooter, heck it was the first time I had ever held a gun so even though most of them got misfired, I managed to land one in the right side of his chest, just below his shoulder.

With the blood pouring down from his mouth, he collapsed on the floor while the blazing fire engulfed my house scorching my skin.

Dropping the gun from my hand, I reached out to my mother and tried pulling her out as well.

"Omma" I screamed as her clothes caught the fire.

I didn't want to leave my family. How could I let them burn with their murderer?

"Fucking bitch" I heard him groan lifting his face to stare right into my eyes and he sneered.

He fucking managed to sneer at me as if this was not the end. I slowly took my steps back away from my mother's body while the chills hit my spine and managed to prickle goosebumps all over me despite the scorching heat.

"Even death can't keep me away from you, TIAA!!!!!"

His bone-chilling scream made my fragile leg move on its own and soon enough I was sprinting out of the burning house leaving behind my family, and The guy I had ever love to be turned into a speck of dust.