The split second it took for Johnny to shove me out of the way of the bullets was also all it took for him to fall to the ground, the bullets lodged in his chest. I crawl over to him, taking my jacket off and pressing it to the wounds to stop the bleeding.
"Carly…" Johnny says.
"Don't you dare die, damn it!" I say as tears ran down my face… no! I can't lose him… losing him would also mean losing part of myself!
Johnny reached his hand out and rested it on my face as he coughed up blood.
"We all… have our time. We just… don't know when it is… I'm sorry, darlin… I love you." Johnny manages to say before his eyes slid closed and his hand fell limp.
I pull Johnny into my arms, cradling him and praying for the lord watching above not to take Johnny from me… please don't take him away…
"I… I can't live without you, Johnny." I say through my tears.
"We'll see." I hear, look up and into the cold eyes of Johnny's killer… and then my eyes drift to my AP pistol on the ground.
"You happy now, Trevor?... happy that you got what you wanted…" I say, grabbing the gun and pressing it to the left side of my head… I don't want to feel any more pain.
"Carly, don't!" Trevor yells before I pull the trigger and slump to the ground as the bullet enters my brain.
I'm only alive long enough to hear Trevor screaming for a few seconds… and then everything around me fades away completely...
Carly snapped her eyes open as the nightmare was still fresh in her mind, waking her from a much needed sleep. She felt a hand touch her back and looked up, seeing Johnny.
"I'm sorry… I didn't mean to wake you." Carly says, Johnny brushing her tears away with his other hand as the door opened and Tommy ran in, Scott following and both soaked from the storm.
"Scarred for life, scarred for life!" Scott shouts after closing his eyes.
"Scott, it's 3:30 in the damn morning! Piss off!" Carly says angrily.
"We got kicked out of a club. We had to walk here! Do you know what it's like to walk in the dark with no idea on where you're going?!" Scott says.
"You're talking to someone who's been kicked out of the Yellow Jack Inn without her top and shorts and in the middle of the night! Only made it to the burnt out chip shop before Benson tried to cuff me for indecent exposure and had to run the rest of the way back here!" Carly says.
"Wait… why aren't you at your house instead of being here?" Tommy asks.
"Madam Godzilla's driving me crazy." Carly says, Tommy and Scott noticing that she also looked a little thinner than she was when they met her. Not rail thin but it still worried them.
"Not to sound rude, tiny, but… how do I put this? You're looking a bit thin." Tommy says.
"Yeah you look like you could hide behind a stick." Scott says, Tommy stomping hard on Scott's foot and making him yell out in pain.
"I've been a bit stressed, channeled that into a martial arts class at the Rec center in Davis… didn't really think much of losing a pound or two." Carly says.
"I think you broke my foot and some toes, Tommy!" Scott says painfully.
"Oh man up!" Tommy says, Scott sticking his tongue out at him.
Tommy and Scott walked into the living room and fell asleep on the couches, Carly and Johnny lying back down.
"How did Ashley ever meet those guys?" Carly asks herself.
"She told me that she and Scott met in a fight and he introduced her to Tommy." Johnny says.
"Sounds like Tommy and Scott grew up together…" Carly says, eventually settling into sleep.
When it was about 10am, Scott and Tommy heard a loud knock at the door.
"Tommy… go tell them to fuck off, please?" Scott mumbles, burying his face into a pillow.
"No, it's too fucking early to be awake." Tommy mumbles. "I'm not a morning person." He adds.
"If that's Tyler, use the taser gun by the fridge!" Carly mumbles.
"Rock, paper scissors on who answers the door?" Scott asks.
"Ugh fine." Tommy says.
Scott sat up, him and Tommy playing their game, Scott choosing paper and Tommy choosing rock.
"You always choose rock." Scott says.
"Shut up!" Tommy says, standing up and walking over to the door.
"Open this fucking door before Terry literally shoots my ass off!" Jack yells.
"Don't fucking yell! I'm hungover and not a morning person!" Tommy shouts back.
"Tommy?" Jack says, Tommy opening the door. "The hell are you doing here?" He asks.
"I'm going back to sleep, you let yourself in." Tommy says before walking back into the living room.
"And I thought I was bad after a night of drinking." Jack mutters before closing the door and going to check on Carly and Johnny.
"Don't you knock, 0taku?" Carly mumbles, pulling the bedsheets over her face.
"I got let in by a grumpy Aussie." Jack says.
"Forgot to warn you, Tommy's a real grouch in the morning." Scott says.
"Oh now you tell me that?!" Jack says.
"Yep. He's got a few rules about him in the morning." Scott says.
"Those rules would've been helpful before last week when I tried to sneak into Tommy's apartment to hide from Trevor!" Carly says.
"Let me guess, you woke him up, turned his light on and talked to him?" Scott says.
"Something like that…" Carly says.
5 days ago, Carly's P.O.V
"Tommy! Drop the knife, for fuck's sake!" I say as a half asleep Tommy holds me up against the wall with a knife to my throat… or is he sleepwalking again?
"Damn it tiny! Don't wake up against my will ever again!" Tommy says.
"I barely snuck in through the window… when you lunged at me." I say, Jake running into the living room and pulling Tommy off of me.
"Oh no, no no tiny! You broke the golden rules of morning Tommy." Jake says.
"Morning rules?! Can 1:30 in the damn afternoon really be considered morning?! And I had no choice, Trevor's on a rage path!" I say, Tommy completely waking up… it's then that a guy of about 4ft tall runs at me with a bat, me screaming and jumping out of the way as Trent runs to the guy, trying to disarm him.
"No, Paul, she's not an intruder! That's Ashley's cousin!" Trent says.
"Oh, my bad." Paul says, dropping the bat.
"Well, you've got to hand it to tiny people… we really can be scary." I say, Paul chuckling. "Just… how old are you anyway?" I ask.
"32." Paul says.
"I'm 18… I don't look it, being this tiny." I say as Trent pulls me up to my feet.
Present time…
"Open this fucking door!" Ashley heard Trevor yelling as Trevor banged his fists against the door of Ashley and Clint's apartment.
"Fuck off Trevor!" Clint yells.
"I don't know what he did to make Carly stop talking to him. Even after the RPG stunt, she still talked to him and that was months ago!" Ashley says.
"Maybe she got fed up with Madam Godzilla's behavior and moved in with Johnny." Clint says.
"If she did that's going to piss Trevor off even more." Ashley says.
"When is he ever in a good mood?" Clint asks sarcastically.
"Good point." Ashley says, rubbing her back as she felt a small pain.
"I'm telling you, you should get that checked out Ash." Clint says.
"I just probably slept in a position that wasn't good for my back." Ashley says.
"Open the fucking-" Trevor shouts, cut off by being punched in the face.
"Leave my neighbors alone!" Malia yells.
"One of those neighbors happens to be my daughter! And she's in there with a guy that is 10 years older than her!" Trevor yells.
"Age means fuck all when it's about love! And I thought that the tiny violet eyed one who was getting drunk at the Yellow Jack Inn last night was out of it when she mentioned an overly controlling lunatic trying to pull her apart from her boyfriend!" Malia says.
"It ain't age differences he's pissed about, he's being a hypocrite!" Both heard, looked and saw Packie.
"Speaking of people who are fucking people too old or young for them. He's been going at it with my sister who's fifteen years older than him!" Trevor yells, Packie punching him.
"Easy, Patrick! Chill!" Malia says, Packie backing off as Malia looked at Trevor. "And full honesty here, it's not all that uncommon for older women to be attracted to younger men." She says.
"Yeah Midnight always had a thing for people that are older or younger than her!" Trevor says.
"The point is to not flip out and to act like a sane person!" Packie says.
"Yeah!" Ashley says after walking out of the apartment.
"Ashley you shouldn't-" Trevor starts to say.
"You lost any influence in my life a long time ago… and you were never really my father to begin with." Ashley says before her, Malia and Packie walked into the apartment, leaving Trevor by himself after slamming and locking the door.
A while later...
Carly opened the caravan door after getting ready for her day, seeing a girl a little older than her outside.
"Uh… hello. Are you looking for someone?" Carly says, a bit startled by the girl's right eye but not fully freaking out about the two pupils. What also caught her attention was that the girl seemed a little uneasy about being at The Lost MC campground but Carly knew that people were scared of bikers.
"I'm looking for someone named Trevor." The girl says. Carly's mouth formed into a thin line, the girl noticing that mentioning Trevor's name threw Carly's curiosity off into restrained anger.
"A bit of advice… stay as far away from Trevor Philips as possible. Especially when he's got an RPG in his hands." Carly says, the girl noticing the multiple scars from halfway down Carly's right shoulder to just above Carly's elbow, left by the burns that were severe.
"He didn't mean-" The girl starts to say.
"Me and several of my friends and loved ones were trying to calm down after those damn riots! Three of us were in my room when he made a damn decision to shoot a fucking rocket into it and you're gonna stand there with an expressionless face and tell me he didn't mean it?! Bullshit! He was trying to fucking kill us!" Carly says in an angered tone that meant "Don't piss on my leg and tell me that it's raining!", an old saying the girl outside seemed familiar with.
"The hell's going on- K8lynn?!" Johnny says after running over to them.
"Get your pitbull of a companion to cool off, Johnny." K8lynn says.
"At least she's nowhere near as crazy at the lunatic you've taken up with. She's not out stabbing people in their faces and then doing funny things to their corpses." Johnny says, K8lynn about to yell at him when Carly headed to her Vader, hopped on it and sped off.
When she reached the caravan, she cut the engine and got off her bike…
Sam and Sammy screamed out of fright and jumped back as a brick was hurled through the window, sending glass flying everywhere.
"Trevor, you hypocritical bastard! Get your ass out here before I torch this damn caravan to the ground!" Both heard Carly yell and ran outside, trying to calm Carly down. "Where is he, you two?!" She asked angrily, Sammy a bit startled as he had only known Carly for a few days and had never seen her angry.
"He went into the city to find Ashley. What happened, Carly?" Sam says as Trevor's Bodhi pulled up in the driveway, Trevor jumping out. When he walked closer, he noticed the broken caravan window and turned to Carly.
"I expected you to yell when you found out, not break a window!" Trevor says.
"And I didn't think I'd ever see your psycho ass again… now I wish you had stayed gone. You want to give me hell for being with Johnny, maybe you ought to think about your own hypocritical behavior when you're lying in bed next to your 19 year old fuck buddy." Carly says, taking out the switchblade Trevor gave her and tossing it on the ground before retrieving an axe from Trevor's truck and swinging it, smashing the knife in half before tossing the axe and getting on her bike, Trevor, Sam and Sammy watching her speed off.
Trevor knew that he had screwed things up...