Losing Battle

Melanie was the first to fall. She stood in front of everyone, Glock in her hand. The group of 20 across the street were unmoved. Of course, they were on the other side, they wouldn't be moved like I was. Honestly, I don't even know the reason for the conflict, but of course I chose Melanie's side. She saved me, after all, and kept me safe. Still, this was a losing battle, and it turns out I'm a deserter.