He held her hand and ran, blood dripping from where the bullets had hit him.
They kept running with their attackers behind them, him wincing inwardly, his face concocted in pain.
She tugged at his arm, wishing he could see the concern on her face, and allow them stop to rest for a while.
She knew that was impossible, not with the retinue of hitmen chasing after them.
They ran till they got to the River Gyrrekuger.
Her breath caught in her throat as she saw a glimpse of what lay below; rocks and rocks and a large expanse of water.
She looked at the river and back at him.
His response was a single nod.
This time she held his hand firmly, as they both proceeded to jump in to the river, a bullet hit him in his chest, few inches away from his heart.
He staggered forward into the river, pulling her with him.
Down and down they spiralled downwards into the river, his arms wrapped around her, shielding her from sharp rocks and stones, as he collided with them instead.
They both landed in the river with a loud splash, followed by bullet shots trailing them into the river.
Bleeding profusely, he held her as they swam to safety and away from the hitmen.
She tore the helm of her skirt and held in firmly to the wounds to stop the blood flow.
"You are badly hurt. " She said, looking in his eyes with pity.
"I have been through worse. And for you, I won't hesitate to jump through hoops, or go to hell and back. " he replied, taking her lips in his.
She kissed him back feverishly.
There and then, she knew he was not dying anytime soon, he was going to live to fight for her another day.
©Ogbeni Aderonke Adeyeye
Image culled from Golias.co
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