Drew stood up and held his hand against his chest. No Blood. He closed his eyes in relief that he had not been the one who had gotten shot. It instead was a older man, who had rummaged up the courage to to try and get his phone. Only to be shot in the arm about 10 times. He screamed in agony as his arm hung limp by his side bleeding uncontrollably.
"You guys just don't fucking understand," he shot at the man again this time barely missing his shoulder, " I have a gun... that works. I am in control. So all of you better listen up or-." A rattling came from the side of the building distracting the shooter for a brief moment. He turned his head quickly before reverting back to his hostages. "You guys get down and shut up, i'll be right back, and I better not see anyone trying to be the hero." He loaded the gun again before leaving, first making sure that everyone laid quietly on the ground.
Adam quickly ran through the hallways of Degrassi searching for the quickest way out. Fiona scurried behind him, still not fully understanding what was going on. All she knew was that Adam had received a text from Drew and that it had something to do with the Dot, and the only reason she had found this information out is because she had heard Adam mumbling to himself while they were walking, and she caught the quick tail end of the conversation that Adam was having with the police station.
And so here they were now dashing through the halls looking for the front entrance, while Adam was practically screaming into the phone trying to convince the operator that this in fact was an emergency and not a prank and that officers should be sent to the Dot immediately.
"The Dot, yes sir, No I absolutely...sir this is not...I'm trying to tell..," Adam stopped running and stood, his last straw had been pulled and he could not take this anymore. "Sir..I am absolutely positive, there...my brother is being held hostage by a man who has a gun..along with a bunch of other students you have to help me !"
Fiona stopped abruptly. A shooter.
All she could picture were bodies lying in the small shop, all bleeding uncontrollably. One of the many people being Drew. Adam's voice was in the background as he continued to scream in to the receiver. Someone was at the Dot, a place filled with students of Degrassi and possibly smaller kids who were there with their parents, with a loaded gun, and all the operator could do is sit on his ass and say to her boyfrie-... I mean best friend (that just happened to be a boy, and someone who is amazingly thoughtful, cute helpful...wait sorry no what she's supposed to be focusing on.) that he was lying. No, she saw the Grey's Anatomy episode with the shooting in the hospital and she was not going to let this pass her by without saying a word.
Fiona removed herself from the confinement of her thoughts and grabbed the phone out of Adam's hand. She let her heart take complete control of her thoughts as she placed her mouth extremely close to the small holes at the bottom of the phone, and brushed her hair back behind her ear. This was not a joke and this situation was not to be taken lightly.
" Listen," she spoke sternly into the phone leaving no room for any type of kindness, " just get of your sorry ass, and call the police to get them over to the Dot now, because if one person dies because of your ignorance, I will sew you for all that you have, do you understand me?"
A quiet mumble was heard at the other end of the phone as Fiona quickly snapped it shut. She handed the phone to Adam (who is now by the way extremely astonished and slightly turned on by Fiona;s anger). She then grabbed his hand and looked him dead in the eyes. " Now..Adam,
before we go anywhere, I need you to calm down, and tell me exactly what's going on."
Adam shifted his weight back and forth from his right foot to his left, trying to weigh out his option of just leaving right now and going to try and save his brother and sitting here explaining things to Fiona. He couldn't stand being here safe when his brother could be shot or even dead at the moment.
But, on the other hand, he knew that Fiona was right, and that going to the Dot in a fit of rage without any type of plan or not even thinking at all could result in him getting hurt, and in the end not benefiting anyone
He showed his famous sign of nervousness and removed his hands from Fiona's grasp to the jean holes of his pockets. Though as soon ad he did he truly regretted that decision because now he no longer felt the small feeling of comfort that came from the warmth of Fiona's hands.
Hey guys, trying my best o update, its really just typing it out that takes me soo long. Anyway I have decided to base this story on this event (the shooting) so that is why I have changed the summary. And to add the conclusion of this story will be in the next 3 or 4 chapters. Soo yuppers ttyl, and don't forget to watch Degrassi on the 11th, FADAM !