Hey everyone I hoped ya'll like the last chapter. This chapter will finish up the shooting; I hope last chapter wasn't confusing.
Chapter Nineteen
Jasper's point of view
I froze my feet glued to the ground. I couldn't move. Bella's eyes still closed. I looked back up and saw Mike Newton holding a gun in a shaky hand.
"She's hurt… she's going to bleed out… I need to get her help." I said with big eyes. Mike lowered the gun. He looked pained.
"I didn't mean to hurt her." He kept repeating over and over again.
"I know man, but I gotta get her out of here." I whispered. Sam came into the hall. My whole body stiffened.
"Go on Jasper." Sam said in a calm tone. I was scared. He was like my dad. "Jasper, go on." He said again. I hurried out the door and headed into the quad. As soon as I get out there I see TV reporters, policemen, and ambulances. Men with guns pointed their guns at me and someone took Bella out of my arms. They searched me down and then I headed over by Emily.
"Have you seen Sam?" She whispered.
"Yeah, he's talking to Mike Newton." I whispered. I gave her a hug.
"Have you seen Alice?" I asked fervently.
"Yes, she around somewhere. How's Bella?" She asked. My eyes fill up with tears. I cough quickly.
"Jasper, she'll be okay." Emily whispered as she pulled me in for a hug. I nodded. We waited. I heard the gun go off. My heart stopped.
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They started to file kids into the gym. The kids waited for their parents to come and check them in. Everyone panicked. Scared. Shaken. Horrified. And most of them, sad.
"Ms. Newton?" Asked an officer. The tiny woman with gray hair up in a bun looked up. Her eyes were wide with worry.
"Is my son alright?" She asked. Her smile fell off her face when the officers just looked sad.
"Can, you come with us please?" They asked. She headed off. They wheeled the bodies out.
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Jasper's point of view
I grabbed Emily's hand as they wheeled out two bodies. Sam was gone and it was Mike's fault. Emily composed herself and we headed towards the gym to round up the rest of our kids. I scan the crowd for Rosie. I see her and drop Emily's hand and race for Rose. I pulled her into to a hug and we both start crying.
"Jasper, I was so, worried about you!" she cried.
"Are you okay? Where's Emmett?" I asked. I look around and he's standing with Edward. Edward. I stop rejoicing with Rose. Everyone stares at me.
"How's Bella?" Edward asked.
"She got shot in the leg… but she's fine, I got her out. She's off at the hospital…" I said. Emily came up behind me. Edward swiftly walked over to her.
"Mom, what's wrong?" He asked. I gave Alice a big hug.
"Edward…" Emily whispered. Rose moved back by Emmett. I started to cry before she even finished. "Sam went back into the school to talk to Mike…" Was all she could get out. Everyone was in tears. Sam was dead. Bella was in the hospital. Thing were bad in Forks.
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Bella's point of view
My leg was getting better but I have to wear a cast around and hop on crutches. It was hard but I got the hang of it. School was different. Most people were trying to get back to normal. Although there are a few of us, who can't quiet seem to get over the losses. I made my way to the lunch room. I saw everyone as if nothing happened. I sighed. I hobbled to an empty table in the back of the room. I sat down and started nibbling on my lunch. I looked up and saw the Cullens heading to an empty lunch table. Jasper's arm was around Alice and Angela was clinging to Edward. I felt bad for him. I understood what he was going through. I wanted to help, but I didn't know how. They sat down a few tables away. I was exiled. Nobody wanted to talk to the freak. I pulled up my hood and switched on my iPod and tuned the world out. I was alone in the fucked up place now more than ever.
The bell rang and I threw my things out and headed off to biology. I set my things down and took my seat next to Edward. He looked sad. I wanted to say something but I didn't know where to start.
"How are you?" I whispered.
Edward: Nothing.
I glanced at him. He glared at me like it was my fault. I nodded as I realized if Jasper had run in to save me. Then Sam wouldn't have came in. and then he'd still have his dad. It was my fault. Edward was blaming me. I was overwhelmed with an uncontrollable sadness. I couldn't handle it. I needed to leave the room before everyone saw me break down. I ran from the class room as the teacher called after me. The kids openly said I was a freak and there was the proof. None of that mattered anymore. Not now not ever. I couldn't go back it was too late. I found a window seat in the C section and curled up into a ball waiting for my melt-down to start. I heard footsteps. I wondered if Mr. Banner sent someone to make sure I was alright.
"Alice are you sure everything's alright?" Jasper asked.
"I'm just worried about you… since the shooting, you're different." She said. I prayed and hoped that God would finally be on my side and let me go unnoticed.
"I'm worried about Edward." He admitted.
"He needs time. We all do." She said with a strange emphasis on the last part.
"I told you, I'm over her. I've got no feelings left for her. She's meaningless. Just a person." Jasper said. I was now consumed by furry. I was just a person to him? I couldn't stand being like this, all these emotions… I needed a way out of feeling pain, sadness, hurt. I wanted to be done with it all. I hurried from my spot and raced home. I had some liquor in the top shelf. I grabbed down the Vodka and unscrewed the top and took a giant swig. I felt it slid down my throat and burn. The mind numbing began. I finished down the whole bottle. I soon after passed out.
I stayed home for weeks. I needed to know how to stay drunk with out appearing so. I would drink slowly and in moderation so I wouldn't get plastered. After weeks I mastered this. I filled a water bottle up with Vodka and headed off to school. I shouldn't have been driving because I was pushing almost seventy in a twenty-five zone but my senses were dulled. I pulled into the parking lot barely missing the car next to me. I sat there and took a small sip of my 'water' and tucked it back into my backpack. I saw kids getting out of the car I almost hit. Emmett looked at me and looked worried. I pulled up my hood and turned on my iPod and got out of the car. I almost fell over. I quickly headed into school slightly hung-over. It was lunch and my buzz was wearing off. I was standing at my locker and I took a big swig. I closed the water bottle and slammed my locker shut. I felt slightly disoriented. I stood there trying to regain my balance. I headed off to lunch. My eyes were red and puffy; I was hung over and smelled of stale beer. I looked like shit, but at least I didn't feel anything. It was a price I was willing to pay.
I was standing in lunch line. I was finally able to walk without that stupid cast on.
"Did you hear about Bella?" One of the kids ahead of me asked.
"No, what about her?"
"I heard she killed her daughter and then, she convinced Mike to kill Sam."
I couldn't believe people would say something like that. Even in my drunken stupor, I felt a wave of uncontrollable emotion sweep through me. I drop my tray and walk as fast as I can with out tripping towards the back exist. I ran right past Jasper's table. Everyone's laughing and I've finally had enough. I don't make it very far before someone comes outside and pulled me into a hug. I don't even bother to look up. I just cry.
Hit or miss? I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Any guess who came out to comfort her?