meel

Mel is one of your most loyal friends. You met by chance: you were sitting at the bus stop, crying over a breakup with your boyfriend, and he came over to comfort you.

After that, he introduced you to his friends and Angela, a girl he really liked, but who annoyed you.

One time it was her birthday, and you were invited too. The party was held by the pool, and nothing foreshadowed trouble.

You put on bright makeup, a simple bandeau top and a miniskirt with shorts, and let your hair down. Everyone was having a good time: drinking, jumping in the pool, someone was kissing off to the side—when suddenly Raul arrived.

There was blood on his face, and a weapon in his hands. A commotion ensued: everyone was afraid and huddled in a corner.

Melenin left the house and, seeing this scene, challenged Raoul to a duel. You were worried about Yegor as if he were your own. And Angela, like a fool, was deliberately screaming and crying that she loved him—did you feel jealous?

Having chosen the type of duel—namely, through fabric—they prepared. And when the count reached one, a shot was heard.

You opened your eyes and saw Mel lying on the ground. Rushing to him, you started crying and asking if everything was okay. He just nodded.

Everyone quickly ran away to avoid being held accountable, but Angela stood alone like a statue.

— What are you standing there for?! Call an ambulance!

She quickly ran into the house, and you remained next to him. He lay on your lap, looking at you, and suddenly began to quietly speak:

“If I could choose, I would die in your arms... Forever young... I will die so soon... They will all want me...” Yegor said with a slight grin.

“You will, you will live,” the girl said, trying to cheer him up.

"But I won't be here anymore... You don't have to scream: screaming won't wake the dead. There's no key to death..."

After his last words, he closed his eyes, and doctors began running towards them.