For a second, there was only silence. No echo from the gunshot. No words from any of the people gathered in the diner. Not a breath or a single heartbeat. Everything was silent for Lucia for a second after she had pulled the trigger.
Then everything came rushing back to her as Austin toppled over, pulling a chair down with him as he fell, and a bloody hole in his face now gazing up at the ceiling. The echo from the gunshot was still resonating around the enclosed space of the diner, as Lucia stood and stared down at Austin’s unmoving body. His hand was still clutching the remote, fingers on buttons. Nothing had happened to her, to her collar. Austin had been bluffing. He hadn’t truly been a threat.
He hadn’t been a threat and Lucia had shot him.
One of the new girls was screaming something at her, something that didn’t matter in the slightest as Lucia continued to look down at Austin’s corpse, ice in her veins. The gun shook in her hands, but there was nothing she could do now. She couldn’t un-pull the trigger. She couldn’t bring Austin back to life.
Almost instantly, Lucia turned around to face the doorway. Two of the three strangers had already gone. One was still left, holding what looked like a pogo-stick as if it were a sword. She was still in Lucia’s way, keeping her trapped inside this suffocating diner.
“Muh-move... I... I didn’t... h-he...”
She had no words left inside of her. She needed to get out of this building, and before she knew it, Lucia was running, barging past the other girl and outside, bag flailing wildly on her back. It was bitterly cold, but the chill was almost a relief as Lucia just kept running, away from the diner.
Away from the boy she had murdered.
((Lucia del Pirlo continued in Gravity