A/N
Hey, new story! And in a new fandom too! Yesterday was my last day of school and I wanted to start something different.
This story will have a little bit of a mystery in it. I wanted to see if anyone figures it out before the end.
I'd also like to say that I will have another chapter of Subway and at least one more on Princess out by Monday.
Feel free to review this story. Updates may be slow; I actually got a job for the summer.

I don't own anything recognizable. I only own Kesslyn Jones, an OC of mine. Thanks for reading!

"Hi, um...Shawn Spencer?" I said into the phone, pausing almost as though I was expecting an answer, even though it had gone directly to voicemail.

"Um... My name is Kesslyn Jones, and there's something important that I wanted to talk to you about. You probably don't remember me, I mean, I barely remember you. It's been five years since we last saw each other after all. I can't believe it's come to this, but... it seems that my dad, your Uncle Jack, was recently arrested somewhere in South Africa, and my mother just died, and everyone else in my family refused to take me in, so, as it turns out, you and your father are my only living relatives who haven't refused to take me in. I was really hoping that maybe, you could... uh, call me back? I just... Crap." he was here, I heard his footsteps. I didn't have much time.

"I have to go. I'll call you again later. Good-" and then there was a gun by pointed at my face. Needless to say, I dropped the phone.

"Get up," he said, and I did.

"You trying to escape?" he asked me, and I pouted.

"Are you trying to cheat the system?" he demanded, raising his voice. I shrunk back a bit, trembling, never speaking.

"No one, no one, escapes my house alive. do you understand me?" he growled. I nodded weakly.

"There will be no more phone calls. Do I make myself clear?" he shouted, and I nodded again.

"Good. and just to make sure..." he pointed his gun at my abdomen. "Goodnight, you little snitch."

There was a loud bang, followed by a sharp pain through my whole body, and I clutched my chest. I felt like I was falling, even though I couldn't be sure which way was up. A bright light filled my vision, and all the sounds around me seemed muffled. Darkness crept into my vision and I knew he must be kicking me or punching me or something because I felt several sharp pains through my chest, legs, arms, and my head.

I heard distant sounding voices, though I couldn't tell what they were saying, and he quickly stopped kicking me.

A guy who seemed familiar was suddenly standing over me, and it seemed like he was trying to talk to me. He waved his hand in front of my face, and I could feel my breathing becoming shallow and uneven.

I let out several very shaky breaths, as darkness crept into the edges of my vision.

I tried to speak but I couldn't.

Silence surrounded me as pain clouded my mind.

So this is what dying feels like.

Pain shot up my arms and legs, and darkness quickly filled my vision.

And then the whole world went black.

A/N
Cliffhanger, boom!
Sorry about that, but I'm out of time for the day.
Happy summer, by the way! Don't forget to review, and check out my other stories, both of which are in the Girl Meets World fandom.
Thank you, and goodnight!

Walk on and be a dancing rainbow! (I know that contrasts so heavily to this chapter)
^Rikki The Fab One Out!^