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Sacrifice

Chapter 4

By Blue Scrubs

Chuck watched Julie. He cocked the gun and pointed it straight at Sonny's temple. "Last chance, Julie. I'm going to count to five, and then she's dead."

Julie stood still. She had already made up her mind, but she was struggling to speak the words. It was betrayal.

Chuck began to countdown. "One."

Chad closed his eyes. A tear escaped and slid down his check. He opened his eyes and looked at Sonny. "I'm sorry, Sonny."

Chuck looked at Chad, loving the fear he was producing in him. "Two."

Sonny squeezed her hands together and took a deep breath. "This isn't your fault."

"Three." Chad continued.

"Julie, make the damn call!" Chad yelled, struggling to remain still.

Julie stared at Chad. She saw the desperation in his eyes; she was torn. She knew what she had to do; she knew what was right, but she didn't want to do it. No matter what she did, someone was going to die; someone was going to lose the love of their life tonight.

Chuck pushed the gun against Sonny's head, letting the cool metal rest on her skin. "Four."

Julie struggled to breathe. For once in her life she had to do the right thing. "I'll do it."

Chuck left the gun trained on Sonny's temple. "Call him. Now."

"Let them go," Julie hesitated, "then, I'll call."

"You don't get to bargain with me, Jules," Chuck smirked, "Frank, give her the phone."

Frank pulled a cell phone from his pocket and handed it over to Julie. "Call."

"What do you want me to say?"

"Say whatever you have to say to get him to come here," Chuck spat.

Julie nodded and opened her phone. She pushed in the familiar numbers, but hesitated before she pushed the send button. She looked down at Sonny, who was still shaking on her knees, and then back at Chad. Fear and love shinned in their eyes as they stared at each other, holding their breath, waiting for her to make the call.

Julie pressed the button, and waited. When he answered the phone, Julie took a deep breath and closed her eyes. The sound of his voice tugged at her heart and she felt her stomach drop. She looked at Chuck, who was still holding the gun against Sonny's temple, and told Pete the only excuse she could come up with. She told him her car wouldn't start and that she needed him to come pick her up. He told her that he would be there in a few minutes and hung up the phone.

Julie closed her phone. She kept her head down and handed her phone back to Frank. "He's coming."

Chuck kept his gun trained at Sonny. "Then, we'll just wait."

"You promised," Julie said as she signaled to Sonny, "You promised you wouldn't do anything to her if I called."

"Jules, you should know better," Chuck laughed, "She's my security now."

Chad stopped pacing and stared at Chuck. "She made the damn call."

Frank turned his gun on Chad. "Shut up."

Silence filled the small room. Chad watched Sonny. He tried to read her eyes; he tried to will her to calm down, to take slow deep breaths. He had to hope that it would all be over soon.

The sound of a vibrating phone filled the room. Chuck looked at Frank. "Whose phone is that?"

"I don't know," Frank said as he felt his pockets. "I don't have a phone that's vibrating."

"Whose damn phone is that?" Chuck screamed, looking around the room and then returning his gaze to Frank. "I thought you searched them!"

Frank ran his free hand through his hair. "I did. The girl didn't have a phone." Frank motioned towards Chad. "He turned his phone off."

Chuck tightened his grip on his gun. "You didn't take his phone?"

"I watched him turn it off," Frank muttered, " I watched him…"

"I told you to take any phone you found, you idiot!"

Frank knew that anything he said would not help the situation. So, he did the only thing he knew he could do. He walked over to where Chad was standing with his gun trained on Chad's heart. He reached into Chad's pants pocket and grabbed the phone. Frank pushed his gun into Chad's chest. "Who did you call?"

Chad grunted at the feel of the gun against his chest. He kept his eyes trained on Sonny's. "I didn't call anyone."

Chuck grabbed Sonny's hair. A small cry escaped from her lips, causing Chuck to tighten his hold. "Don't play games with me, sleeping beauty."

Chad's eyes clouded over with anger. "I'm telling you, I didn't call anyone."

"Don't lie to me." Chuck gritted his teeth.

"I'm telling you," Chad screamed, "I didn't call anyone. When would I have been able to call anyone?"

Frank turned to look at Chuck. "He's right."

"Shut up, Frank, and look at his phone."

Frank used his free hand to open Chad's phone. He pressed the button that would allow him to read the text message. "It says: 'Help is on the way. Are you okay?'"

"Who did you contact?" Chuck asked.

Chad stared at Sonny. "A friend."

Chuck yanked Sonny up by her hair and pushed her around so that she was standing in front of him. "What friend?"

"No one."

Sonny closed her eyes, trying to ignore the growing sense of death that she was feeling. This was not good. She opened her mouth to speak, but immediately closed it. She didn't like the feeling of the cold barrel of his gun pressing against her skin.

Chuck brought Sonny closer to his body. "What friend?"

Chad tried to step forward, but was met with Frank's gun. "A friend."

"What did you tell him?" Chuck asked.

"I told him that we were in trouble." Chad struggled to remain still. He was fighting all of his natural instincts to grab Sonny

"Did you tell him where you were?"

Chad took a deep breath. "Yes."

Chuck smirked. "Well, that was very stupid, sleeping beauty."

Chad looked at Julie, who was still standing to the right of him and not moving. She was frozen in place, watching everything happen in front of her like she was watching at home on TV.

Chuck smiled. It was like watching evil spread across his face. "Somebody's got to pay for what you've done."

"She didn't do anything," Chad breathed, "Hurt me, not her."

"How very noble of you," Chuck laughed, "but, I think it's going to be her."

"No, please." Chad begged, pushing his chest against Frank's gun.

Chuck's laugh filled the air, loving the power and control he had over Chad. He thrived on causing people pain. "I love it when people beg. I love seeing their eyes, their face. I love the power."

"I'm sure you do." Chad whispered.

Chuck looked at Chad, surprised, and then the sound of a gunshot filled the air.

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--Blue Scrubs