Pieces of Me

by Aubry J.

I’d beg him to let you live longer because the world is better with you in it. Do you know how much I love you? Do you feel how much I adore you and only you?”

“If she wants his death on her hands, that's her business. Who am I to stop their tragic love story?”

“Heigh ho, heigh ho, it's off to kick Nine’s ass we go,” Krude sang softly, and I shook my head. “Heigh ho, heigh ho, it's off to kick Nine’s ass; we go.” He whistled the rest of the tone, and I cut my eyes at him. “You are walking around here with a damn axe, and you expect me to be serious?” he lifted his brow and shrugged. “It’s not possible.”

“Little ghetto ninja got his knife, and the silver tooth gang member got his tooly.” Krude shrugged like it was no big deal, and I stopped walking.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Krude lift his shirt to flash his gun, and then both boys stood up and lifted the back of their shirts. I could see the handle of Judah’s Nerf gun sticking out of his pants and the handle of Deuce’s fake knives sticking out of his.