Bloodshed

Over?

"Kev!" I cry, cradling his head in my arms. His eyes are glazed over. When I shot the enemy, that bang must have covered up the sound of him shooting Kev! I search for the bullet wound. He got shot in the stomach - a certain death.
"Mar-cella.." Kev chokes. Tears pool in my eyes as I grasp his hand and whisper, "Yes?"
Kev coughs up blood. "Hold- hold me, please..." he holds out his other hand, trembling. I let out a sob and grip that, too.
"Kev, please stay with me!" I cry.
Kev shakily grins. "I- I can't stay, Marcella... sorry... I tried to stop them..." With that, he lets out a mighty cough and his body shudders before going limp.
I let out a racking sob and hold my hand over his heart. My breath quickens when I feel a slow, unstable beat. I reach one hand under his back and my other goes under his knees. I heave him up and stagger out the door.
Kya is waiting with a grin. "Thank you for cleaning up the last of the enemies, Marcella!" she exclaims. Her face falls when she sees Kev. I squeeze my eyes shut and hand him to her. She gently puts him in the back of a truck and it drives off. My vision is blurred with tears. "Is he- is he going to be okay?" I ask.
Kya sighs and bites her lip. "Well, he- he could live, I mean, it's not certain that he'll-" I interrupt her. "He won't live, will he?" I manage, my voice cracking.
She shakes her head. That head shake is the saddest thing I have ever seen in my entire life. It is as if my strength leaves me. I collapse right on the ground. Sympathetically, Kya helps me up and we walk towards our camp.