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It was a warm August evening. A refreshing breeze rustled the leaves of the trees in the park. A couple strolled along the narrow paths, holding hands. The boy and girl walked in silence, each seemingly contemplating their own thoughts. But that wasn't the case at all. They were thinking about themselves, communicating without words. Because the hardest thing isn't finding common ground, but being able to remain silent in the company of another person without feeling embarrassed. They were a perfect, harmonious couple, which doesn't mean they didn't argue. However, each of their arguments was like a welcome storm after a hot day. It did more good than harm, proving how close they were and how much they cared about each other.
As they walked, they didn't even notice the sun beginning to set, and from this vantage point, it was a truly beautiful sight. The sun's rays gently caressed the girl's face and neck. She was so happy at that moment that she never would have guessed what was about to happen to her.
* * *
At the end of a well-kept path stood a small wooden house. It was surrounded by a low iron fence, through which a beautiful garden could be seen. Pale red rose bushes grew by the gate, and cherry trees could be seen further behind the house. In the attic was a small but cozy room. A tall, shapely girl was hurriedly packing her things into a small bag, constantly pushing her long, black hair back from her face. Finally, she stood in front of the mirror and braided her hair into a French braid. She checked once more to make sure she had everything and ran out of the room. Once in the garden, she noticed her mother working in the rock garden. She paused for a moment.
"So, how was the dinner your father took you to yesterday?" she asked.
Her mother looked up at her daughter and smiled.
"I'm not complaining," she replied. "I'll tell you all about it when you get back from class. Now go, or you'll be late!"
“Right,” Lily replied, and ran quickly through the garden and then across the street.
It was still early morning, early September. However, the sun wasn't as hot as it had been during the summer holidays; the approaching autumn was slowly making its presence felt. The girl slowed down. She was close now and didn't need to hurry. She passed an old antique shop nestled in the row of shops opposite the square and fountain. As always, Lily crossed the square, sheltered by enormous trees, now deserted early in the morning and seemingly asleep. She reached a small building. She looked up and read the sign that announced what kind of place it was. How pleasant it was to be back after a vacation that wasn't over for Lily yet. She climbed the marble steps and opened the door. She found herself in a large classroom. Easels were everywhere, and around them stood students with palettes and brushes. Students from the private painting classes Lily attended. The girl had two special interests: one was painting, the other nature. She loved arranging flowers and growing new varieties of plants. Her mother often took her to various exhibitions, as it was a shared hobby.
Lily greeted her long-lost friends from her club. For some, the holidays weren't over yet, as, like Lily, they were just about to head off to college. Others, naturally, were starting the new school year on Monday. However, she didn't see them more often than during classes. She had other friends.
"Hello after summer break!" Mrs. Robertson began. "I hope you had a nice time and are well rested!"
Everyone smiled, remembering their vacation. Lily also recalled the lovely two weeks she spent with Matt at a spa in the Rocky Mountains. Her face lit up when she thought of hiking through the wild, yet fascinating, dark mountains. And when, after a day's outing, they returned to the lodge and recuperated in the hot springs. Mrs. Robertson's voice pulled her from these fond memories.
"Today I've prepared something special for you," she announced. "We usually paint still lifes or landscapes. This time it's different. You have to paint a fantasy painting. It can be anything, as long as you stick to the theme."
Lily thought for a moment. The first thing that came to mind was something related to nature. But it wasn't supposed to be a landscape... Finally, she traced a path of enormous roses. Then she began sketching the figure of a little girl, like an elf. She added a ladybug and a butterfly. She put her heart into it, carefully sketching every detail. She couldn't resist, and in the background, she gently outlined the mountain peaks...
"And there's a fantasy painting," she thought.
"That's the end of today's lesson. I invite the young artists next week, on Saturday, at the same time. You will complete your works then."
The students began packing. Lily also packed her easels and drawing materials. She slung her bag over her shoulder and left the classroom. A girl was waiting for her near the marble staircase, staring off into the distance. She was wearing black jeans, ripped at the front, and a red blouse. She had a jacket slung over her shoulders.
"What are you doing here so early?" Lily asked.
It was still before noon. Marissa turned and brushed her short, light brown hair back from her forehead.
"I'm leaving in a week," she announced.
"What? You were only here a few days," Lily said, surprised.
The friends began walking slowly across the square.
"Yes, but I've decided to live with my dad in Berlin.
" "Forever?
" "I don't know, I won't study here anymore. I've decided to study at the Freie Universität. It's a very good university, and it's close to my neighborhood. And besides, I feel like Germany is my homeland...
" "I guess it's because of Mark?"
"Maybe... The two months I spent there were absolutely special. Will you walk me home?
" "Of course," Lily replied.
They turned onto a quiet, peaceful street that led to Marissa's house. On either side were trees whose leaves would soon be covered in golden hues.
"But it wasn't your first time in Berlin. You never mentioned moving in with your father before. What did your mother say?" Lily asked.
"Everything worked out somehow. She met a man. I don't know much about him yet because she doesn't want to reveal anything. But sooner or later she'll tell me. Now she wants to feel like she was old again, so my departure isn't a tragedy for her. Besides, she'll come visit me.
" "It's hard when both parents live on opposite sides of the ocean...
" "I definitely will, but I can't help it. Hey, what did you paint today?" Marissa asked, changing the subject.
Lily pulled a sketch of her work from her bag.
"Well, well, it's not a landscape, is it?
" "No, it was supposed to be a fantasy painting.
" "Hmm... that's something new for Mrs. Robertson.
" "That's right," said Lily.
The girls reached the house, hidden behind a massive fence resembling a wall. They stopped.
"Did you buy a ticket?
" "Yes, on Friday," replied Marissa.
"Well, but don't think you'll leave without saying goodbye. We have to send you off with proper honors.
" "What do you mean?
" "You'll see." Marissa
looked at her suspiciously but said nothing more. She opened the gate to her house and walked along the stone path to the front door.
Lily had returned to her room. Her mother was no longer tending the garden, which meant she was definitely in the kitchen. The plants that had been standing on the kitchen windowsill had recently been struggling with the heat and fumes, so some had withered. Lily rushed into the house, trying not to slam the door. As expected, her mother was trimming the dead leaves.
"Mom!" she called, "When you're finished, come upstairs and tell me about last night!
" "Okay, it'll only take a moment, and then I'll be right there.
" Lily climbed the wooden stairs leading to the first floor. She opened the door, carefully tossed her bag on the bed, and began searching for something. Her mother entered the room.
"So tell me, I'm very curious," Lily said.
While her mother was discussing the dinner at the elegant restaurant in detail, her daughter was searching every nook and cranny. As usual, when hiding something, she forgot where she'd hidden it.
"Then Dad paid the bill and, of course, tipped the waiter. In the cloakroom, he helped me put on my coat, and we went outside for some fresh air. We walked around a bit longer, gazing at the stars. Unfortunately, the sky was a bit overcast... But Lily... tell me, what are you looking for?"
My daughter looked up, triumph evident on her face. She held a small gold key in her hand. She opened a dresser drawer with it, took something out, and showed it to her mother.
"I found it," she announced.
"Oh, that's what you were looking for... I thought it had long since disappeared.
" "Luckily for me and Marissa, it didn't.
" "Meaning?
" "She's leaving the day after tomorrow... for Berlin... permanently," Lily said sadly.
She told her mother about her conversation with her friend
. "She says she fell in love with Germany under Mark's influence, but I think it's been close for a long time. This trip isn't an impulsive decision."
There was a moment of silence.
"I'll miss her," Lily added
. "I definitely will, but you have to accept that. Marissa's an adult now, she knows what's best for her.
" "If only she knew what's best for me. Besides, I'm an adult too, I understand things like that, even though it's hard. I'm so old now..." The girl smiled. "You? What am I supposed to say? "
her mother said, and, laughing, she left the room.
Lily didn't know if she'd see her friend again. Maybe they'd part ways entirely? But she tried to think positively. If Marissa was going to leave Canada for an extended period, she needed to say goodbye. Lily immediately remembered something the girls had long forgotten. She hoped she'd surprise Marissa. Now she was on her way to Matt, intending to tell him about her idea. He lived near Marissa, right at the end of the street. The two had met at the extracurricular karate classes they'd attended together. Marissa, however, had recently dropped out, saying it wasn't for her. They remained friends, however, forming an inseparable trio with Lily.
The girl entered through the open gate. She had grown accustomed to entering without announcing her presence. She headed straight for the garage, where various sounds were coming from.
"Hi," Lily said
. "Oh, it's you. I thought my father wanted something from me again."
"What are you doing with that bike again?" The girl looked at Matt, who was a bit dirty, disassembling some part.
"I'm tweaking it.
" "You just got it. It's brand new!" Lily said in surprise.
"Yes, but it only goes 250 km/h.
" "Only!" Lil snorted. "Be careful, or you won't be able to put it back together yet!
" "Very funny," Matt said teasingly to the giggling girl.
He stood up and held out his grease-stained hands to her. Lily screamed and jumped back.
"You'll get me dirty again!
" "That's the point."
He tried to grab her, but she deftly dodged him, hiding behind the bike. Finally, Lily gave in and threw her arms around Matt's neck. Their lips met in a sweet kiss. They looked deeply into each other's eyes.
"You probably already know about Marissa?
" "Yes," he replied. "Don't worry, we'll have a blast on Thursday. Let her just try to forget about us in Germany!"
* * *
"Can you tell me where we're even going, Lily?" Marissa asked, comfortably ensconced in the backseat of Matt's pickup.
The girl turned her head. The wind ruffled her long, black hair, loose as usual when she was with a boy.
"I really would tell you, Ris, but I don't know.
" "How can you not know? You two must have been planning this together.
" "No, not really," Lily replied.
She remembered the day she'd come to Matt to discuss how they should say goodbye to Marissa. She'd told him her idea, and he'd accepted it enthusiastically. He hadn't mentioned anything else. And then, this morning, he came to her and told her to get dressed quickly because the three of them were going somewhere. It was no use asking her what he'd come up with.
Lily, seeing Marissa lost in thought, staring at the increasingly deserted landscape, whispered quietly to the boy.
"Can't you tell me where we're going? It was supposed to be a surprise for Marissa, not me.
" "See, you've got a treat. A free trip into the unknown.
" "Very unknown," Lily muttered
. They'd been driving for over an hour. The area was becoming increasingly wild and deserted.
"We'll probably come, see, and leave," Marissa yawned; she really didn't like getting up early. "Waste of gas, Matt.
" "No, come on. We'll be here all day.
" "You've got to be kidding," the girl laughed. "We'll starve .
" "And thirsty," Lily added.
"Don't you believe me? I brought everything. I mean, provisions, something to drink...
" "Mineral water?" Marissa interrupted
. "No, something fancier. Champagne. I just don't have any glasses.
" "Wow, champagne," Marissa said.
"It doesn't matter. And we'll manage without the glasses.
" "So we're having a party in the great outdoors," Marissa laughed.
They arrived at an incredible place. All three of them got out of the car, and the girls looked around in amazement. The area looked like a landscape on Mars. It was a huge canyon. Marissa picked up some orange-red sand. Everyone stared in awe at the sharp peaks rising into the clouds, with steep drops between them. The roar of the river could be heard...
"This is my first time in a place like this," Marissa said quietly after a moment
. "It looks almost like Ayers Rock... in Australia!" Lily added excitedly. "And we're in Canada!"
The boy seemed pleased that the girls liked it.
"Remember, there's a Grand Canyon in the USA too, and we're not far from the border. Although here, there aren't many places like that, and they're not as beautiful.
" "Well, you see, Marissa, there aren't any in Germany," Lily added with mock defiance
. "Yes, but there's Mark." Her friend smiled.
The girls sat on the riverbank and dipped their feet in the cool water. Meanwhile, Matt had pulled a cooler out of the spacious trunk, which, as Lily and Marissa had expected, contained champagne. He poured them glasses and said,
"Well, let's drink to Marissa's health.
" "And to our friendship, may it last forever," Lil added
. The glasses clinked, and everyone drank it down. The boy brought food—sandwiches, some treats. It was like a small picnic.
"I have something for you," Lily said to her friend. "Look.
" Marissa grabbed Matt's camera and pressed play. She couldn't believe what she saw.
"I, I thought it was long gone," she stammered. "How old were we then?
" "From what I can see, I think we were about twelve," Matt said.
"Exactly ten, I was checking the date. But then again, we were all grown up," Lily said.
The three of them were watching a videotape of two little girls enjoying an unforgettable day at an amusement park. They laughed at situations that were so serious for them at the time. They marveled at how people could get so worked up over trivial things and complain about nothing.
"Oh my god, it's so embarrassing, but for me, it's the greatest treasure," said Marissa, who was crying with laughter. "It's a piece of the past that no one can take away from me. Thank you, Lil."
She hugged her friend tightly, wiping her wet eyes.
"How about another captured day in our lives. Deja vi, almost ten years later?" Matt asked
. "Okay, so our dear friend never forgets us.
" "You know, Lil? How could you think that?" Marissa said indignantly.
The girl winked at her knowingly.
"Sclerosis doesn't hurt," she said, giggling.
"Okay, come on, or Ris will send her boyfriend after you," he said, glancing at the menacing-looking Marissa. "You never know, maybe he's just another boxer, and my hockey career is over. I'll end up in intensive care with broken ribs," he added, laughing.
"You know what? Let's go, because Matt really will be there soon. And I won't need a boyfriend for that," Marissa said
. They began climbing the reddish rocks. They stood on the precipices, heedless of the possibility of falling. The wind ruffled their hair, and youthful energy radiated from each of them. And although each of them had different personalities and dispositions, they were equally reckless and irresponsible. They wanted to live life to the fullest, not thinking about the consequences. Now, at nineteen,
everything was open to them. At ten, they had only just discovered the world; now they could conquer it. None of them would have thought life was more than just joys; they hadn't yet tasted its darker side. However, that was soon to come. A whole tape. One day in their lives. Perhaps they would remember it someday. Looking at those abysses and seeing certain events instead. One thing was certain, nothing that had already been written on the blank pages of life would pass them by. Because the future was written on them too...
"It's starting to get dark," Lil finally said. "We'd better get back, it's quite late."
They descended the rocks, taking in those beautiful views one last time. They were sorry to leave this wild freedom. Finally, they got in the car and headed back home.
"It's terribly late. And before we get home... I dread to think what time it will be," Marissa whispered.
"We've been driving here for over an hour. About an hour and a half," Lily added.
"Easy, girls. The roads are empty now, we'll get there quickly," Matt tried to reassure them.
However, his expression betrayed a certain concern. The girls sensed it.
"What if we get lost?" Lily began to panic.
"Matt, do you remember the way well? How many times have you been here?" Marissa asked
. "Maybe twice. But it's really not difficult to get here.
" "I don't know, it's a long way
." Suddenly, the boy braked sharply.
"What's going on?" Lily asked, growing increasingly dissatisfied with this whole thing
. "Someone's lying on the side of the road," Matt whispered in horror .
"Oh my god," whispered Ris
. * * *
Matt got out of the car. The headlights illuminated only the road. The girls watched in horror as the boy disappeared into the darkness.
"I knew something would come of this late return," Marissa said quietly.
"Who do you think it could be? And is he still alive?" Lily was equally terrified.
"I don't know. I hope so.
" "Why is Matt taking so long to come back?"
The girls stared into the darkness in horror, imagining increasingly grim scenarios. Suddenly, something jumped out at them from behind. Marissa and Lily began screaming until they realized it was Matt who was scaring them.
"I'll kill you," Ris shouted, trying to hit him
. "You're impossible! You know how scared we were!" her friend joined in.
The boy laughed while the girls glared at him.
"Silly joke," Marissa said, offended.
"I told you he wouldn't forget about us anytime soon." Matt turned to Lily, getting back into the car.
"Definitely about you," Lil said .
The friends looked at each other and burst out laughing.
"I'm really going to have a heart attack one day," Marissa said teasingly.
"Be glad no one was actually lying there," Lily added .
"Now it's hard to imagine anyone in the middle of nowhere."
They arrived at Marissa's house. It was already after noon.
"You're lucky I warned your mom," the girl said, slamming the car door gently. "Otherwise, you two would have been in trouble," she added jokingly, then turned and ran home.
Lily thought that Matt and Marissa always did the craziest things, and it was her fault. She didn't say anything more about it, though, just smiled at her boyfriend.
* * *
Despite the early hour, the airport was crowded. Lily looked around, seeing a lot of people saying goodbye and saying goodbye. She wasn't the only one saying goodbye to someone.
Marissa slung her carry-on bag over her shoulder.
"Come on, Lil, don't be sad," she tried to console her friend and herself simultaneously, "we'll be in constant contact. I'll even do you the favor of sending you a real letter—on paper and beautifully handwritten, right?"
"Will you give up email and all that modern technology for me? I can't believe it!" Lily said.
"You know, not everyone was born a hacker," the girl said a little more quietly, and winked at Matt knowingly. She glanced back at her mother, who was talking to the man she'd once told her friend about.
"See how lucky we are in love? It runs in the family," she added, laughing.
"Your turn's coming up," Matt interjected.
"Time to say goodbye," Marissa said
. The friends shared a warm hug, exchanging a final look. Marissa kissed Matt on the cheek, threw her arms around her mother, and went through passport control. As she passed the terminal gate with the Visalia International sign, she turned around and shouted to Lily
, "We'll definitely see each other! I promise!
" "I'll hold you to your word!" the girl shouted back.
Neither of them had any idea at the time how dramatically it would unfold...
* * *
Honestly, Lily had handled the separation from her friend better than she thought. They called each other often, and it was almost like always. In fact, Marissa often went away, and this trip would have been quite normal if it weren't for the fact that she wanted to live in Germany forever. And although the girl knew they would live somewhere else in the future and do different things, she never would have thought it would happen so suddenly. Lily walked quickly through the park, heading for an old antique shop. Halfway across the square, a tall, blond boy stopped her.
"Michael..." the surprised girl stammered. "Is something wrong?"
The boy grabbed the hem of her jacket as if to keep her from running away.
"No, I just came to see you, Lily."
A few steps away, his friends sat on a bench. They pretended not to look in their direction.
"Did you come from the next town specifically to see me?" she asked.
She glanced at the sleeve of his jacket, where he was still holding her. The boy raised both hands in apology.
"I'd go to the ends of the earth for a girl like you," he announced. "Have you thought about my proposal?"
"I didn't have anything to think about! Everything's clear to me!" she said angrily. "
Look, Lily. Matt's the most handsome boy in your school, the captain of the team, and he'll quickly get bored with you. He's besieged by tons of girls, he has plenty to choose from. You'd be happy with me.
" "I'm happy, Michael. And Matt isn't besieged by girls at all, " she hissed
. "You can't tell me you haven't noticed. It's all too obvious!"
"Did you see so much while you were here?" The girl turned her back on him.
"Lily, honey, I can wait. I'll see him face to face soon. I wonder if he'll be so smart then!"
The girl passed him without a word and went to the second-hand bookstore, but the boy called after her,
"Would you like to go to the concert with me on Wednesday?"
Lily stopped, surprised. "What concert?
" "I'll be waiting for you by the bandstand!
" "I'm going with Matt!" she shouted back without turning around.
* * * "
Is something wrong? You look so strange," Matt asked. "Are you okay?"
Lily was sitting cross-legged on the carpet in the boy's room. She was flipping through the pages of an old book she'd bought at the second-hand bookstore. The title on the cover read "The Gift of Youth." Lily looked at him reluctantly.
"No, I feel great," she replied. "Can you get me something to drink?"
"Sure." Matt looked at her uncertainly and left the room.
Lily let out a sigh of relief. She didn't want to tell him about meeting Michael, but she felt like she was cheating. In the end, she decided to act as if nothing had happened. She knew Matt would be very angry; the two boys didn't like each other.
"Here," Matt said, placing a glass of juice in front of her.
"Oh, thanks.
" "What do you say we go to a party on Wednesday? There's a concert and everything's supposed to be great.
" "Yeah? Who's playing?" she asked, trying to look as if she was genuinely interested in the news.
"The guys from that band Cohortis. I'm sure you've heard. They often practice in the garage not far from here...
" Matt glanced at Lily. Lily hesitated. She didn't want to meet Michael, but at the same time, she wanted to spite him and go there with her boyfriend. Then he'd see that she was Matt's only girlfriend, and maybe he'd give up...
"It's an outdoor party for the end of summer break for students. Anyone can come," Matt said. "We'll bring some wine or something..." So what? Do you want to go?
"Yes," Lily replied. After all, what did she have to lose?
* * *
Lily combed her long, shiny hair in front of the mirror. She spritzed on some perfume Matt had given her once and ran downstairs.
"I'm leaving!" she shouted to her mother.
"Have fun!" she heard in response.
Matt was waiting for her in front of the house on his motorcycle. She put on her helmet and sat in the back, behind him. Now that they were on their way to the party, she wasn't sure if she'd made the right decision by agreeing. What if the two boys got into a fight? Matt was known for his hot temper, while Michael always got what he wanted. And provoking her boyfriend wasn't hard... Rock music could be heard in the distance. "Oh yeah," Lily thought, "I could have guessed Cohortis was a rock band." Matt braked with a screech of tires. The girl got off the bike, taking off her helmet, and the boy did the same. He ruffled his black, not-so-short hair and smiled. He took her hand and they walked towards the stage. All around them, young people were having fun, just like they were first-year students. In the distance, they could also see stalls selling various delicacies. Lily was really starting to like it; after all, you have to go crazy before a year of grueling studies. She even forgot about Michael. After a while, Matt asked,
"So? Are we going to look for someone we know?
" "Sure," Lily replied anxiously, looking around.
Matt looked at her strangely. Almost the same as when she was in his room, only this time, instead of concern, there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes. He didn't say anything, just took Lily's arm. They walked by the stage, looking for anyone they knew. Matt was looking out for her face. Or rather, because Lily was busy checking out the girls from their university. The anxiety returned. Were they really looking at Matt as their potential boyfriend? Only now did Lily notice that some of them were smiling at him, playfully batting their eyelashes and giggling with their friends. The girl felt a pang of jealousy in her heart; the truth was, even Marissa had liked her boyfriend once... But she didn't have time to think about it, because suddenly she saw Michael. He was looking at her from under his blond hair falling over his forehead and smiling with wild confidence.
"Oh look! Isn't that Paul, your best defender?" Lily said, turning Matt to face him completely differently, so that he couldn't see Michael.
"True," the boy replied. "But I don't know him very well...
" "Oh, what are you talking about... How can you not know the members of your team?
" "I mean, not enough to..." but he stopped as Lily had just dragged him to a tall, dark-haired boy and a group of friends with whom he was was talking.
"Hey Paul!" Matt greeted.
"Well, there you have it! And with a girl," he added, looking at Lily, who was looking back over her shoulder. Fortunately, she didn't see Michael's familiar figure anywhere. She turned to Paul and smiled in greeting. The boys engaged in a brief conversation. Suddenly, they heard some noises coming from the right side of the stage. Just beyond the fence... Everyone turned toward the stage.
"What's going on?" Paul asked.
A group of young people in masks and carrying baseball bats were literally tearing through the fence. Part of it was already quite damaged. The students watched in amazement. Some weren't entirely sober. Lily and Matt arrived a little later. It was late September, and despite the early hour, dusk was approaching. However, if the students were a little tipsy, the young men were quite tipsy. They also didn't act like people who had come to have fun. That's not what having fun is supposed to be about. And it wasn't just the strange entrance of the newcomers that proved it. Everyone was backing away from the masked group, which was destroying everything in its path, oblivious to their surroundings. "They
probably didn't want to let them in," Matt said.
"I don't wonder why," Lily replied
. "We have to do something about it," Paul said, approaching one boy.
However, he was brutally shoved aside
. "Stay out of it, Bricks," the other boy said, sneering.
Paul looked at him in surprise. His surprise gave way to anger.
"How does he know my name?" he asked Matt, who came over to help him up.
"Does he?" Matt watched the departing figure
. "Yes. He seems familiar.
" "We won't dwell on that now. We have to get out of here." Matt pointed to the hooligans. "There are more and more of them.
" "Good idea.
" "Come on, Lily.
" They split up. Matt held the girl's hand tightly, pushing through the crowd. As a hockey player, he had no problem with that; he just wanted to get them out of there as quickly as possible. Lily looked around anxiously. It was slowly getting dark, and it was hard to see. A real commotion broke out. Students were pushing their way to the exit, which was blocked by attackers. Baseball bats and bottles flew overhead. Someone called the police, who arrived shortly after. The officers fought the hooligans, but they were stronger. There were simply more of them. The officers tried to disperse the crowd using rubber bullets. Gunfire rang out. Lily covered her head with one hand, clutching Matt's hand with the other. Suddenly, someone pushed them. The girl was separated from the boy and dragged through the crowd.
"Lil!" Matt shouted, trying to get to her. But he couldn't get through the mass of people.
A shot whistled somewhere not far away. Screams rang out. Smoke stung my eyes, something was burning. One of the policemen fired, and the bullet hit a young girl, who fell to the ground.
Lily looked back.
"Olivia!" she screamed desperately, seeing blood flowing from the wound and staining the girl's blond hair
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