She took a few tentative steps along the bridge before turning around again, her brows creased in anxiety.
“Please, can’t we stay together?” she begged him for what felt like the hundredth time.
Again, he glanced over his shoulder, a fleeting look of worry. He touched her hand gently.
“Go,” he said, his tone urgent. “Please. I’ll be with you soon.”
She dropped her head defiantly when they heard a noise. His eyes widened, he spun around and shoved her away. Slightly confused, she tried to look over his shoulder, when after a loud bang his body, suddenly, fell against hers. She cried out in surprise and that was when she finally saw what had been troubling him. His former best friend stood a few feet away, a smile tugging at his lips, with a gun in his hand.
“Run,” the body slouched against hers whispered again, and this time she listened.
© 2016
Friday Fictioneers, 12 August 2016
Photo prompt provided by Adam Ickes
FELICIA HEILGENDORFF 
Some best friend! Great atmosphere!
Nobody wants this guy as their best friend..! Thanks for reading 🙂
Oh no, his backstabbing bestfriend was after them. She should’ve ran while she could and maybe her guy would’ve stayed alive. Now, she runs but won’t see her love again. Great story, held gripped 🙂 one little note – the word suddenly needs commas : his body, suddenly, fell against her . . . Hope you don’t mind me noting this. It’s like the word ‘however’ in the middle of two sentences. Works the same way 🙂
She really should have run. Or perhaps they both should have!
Thanks for the note – I’m glad you spotted and mentioned it! I hadn’t realised I’d made the mistake, but now you noted it, I can’t see how I missed it! 🙂
Hehe no worries. I do it too.
* sorry like the word ‘however, in the middle of ‘a’ sentence not ‘two.’