I'M SO SORRY I LEFT YOU TREES! I HAVEN'T ABANDONED YOU! I'VE BEEN REALLY BUSY WITH STUFF LIKE I GOT OFFERED A SINGING GIG SO I'VE BEEN PRACTICING FOR THAT A LOT- ALSO I'VE JUST SOLD MY HORSE AND HAVE BEEN SPENDING A LOT OF TIME LOOKING FOR ANOTHER HORSEY
BUT YOU GUYS AREN'T HERE TO HEAR ABOUT MY LIFE! SO LETS GET ON WITH THE STORY!
Previously- We turned down a dark alley, when suddenly a man dressed in black stepped in front of us, holding a gun to us. "Give me the girl and nobody gets hurt."
Beth's POV
I froze, my eyes widening. Mitch stepped in front of me and put an arm over me. "Nobody's touching her." I pushed Mitch's arm off.
"Don't." I said quietly. Jerome glared at the man.
"What do you want from me?" I asked shakily.
"Well, just a bit of fun. Nothing to worry about." He emphasised the word 'fun'. I took a step back.
"If you mean what I think you mean- back off." Mitch said. The man pointed the gun at Mitch, and clicked the safety off.
"No!" I said and jumped in front of him.
"Take me, just… Don't hurt them." I whispered. The guy walked up and grabbed my arm. I walked with him, trying not to resist. He pushed me against the wall and started taking my dress off. I clenched my teeth and tried not to cry.
Mitch and Jerome were just standing there, powerless. He had my dress up to my chest, and I started crying. He looked up at my face and punched me, hard.
"Stop crying bitch!" I just cried even more. He punched me in the stomach.
"I said stop!" He yelled.
"What the fuck!?" I heard a loud yell and I saw someone push the guy off of me. I pulled my dress down and whipped around. I saw Mitch and the guy on the ground, punching and kicking each other.
"Jerome, call the police!" I screamed. He got out his phone and rang the police. Mitch and the guy stood up and were still punching each other. I saw the guy pick up his gun from the ground.
"Mitch! Fuck, move!" I screamed.
"MITCH!" Jerome yelled out.
Jerome ran and pushed Mitch to the ground, at the exact moment that the guy fired his gun. I heard the bang, heard Jerome's scream, and saw Jerome fall to the ground. Mitch saw it all as well.
The guy smirked and ran for it, but was stopped by the police, who had just arrived.
"M…Mitch…" Jerome stuttered. He was covering his stomach with his hands.
"Jerome? NO!" Mitch yelled, and dropped to his knees next to him.
I knelt down next to Mitch, and moved Jerome's hand. "Oh fuck…" I whispered. There was a huge bloody spot, obviously a bullet wound.
"Mitch…. Please don't leave." Jerome said.
"I won't. I'm right here." Mitch picked up Jerome's upper half and laid him across him.
"Jerome… please don't leave me. We've got so much left to do! We've got to see each other get married, have kids…Please." Mitch sobbed out. Jerome coughed, and blood came out of his mouth. I started to cry, knowing that it was Jerome's time.
"Well bigg" Jerome coughed up more blood. "Ums, we've…. Had a good run. P-Protect her, better than I did. I love you man. I'm" He coughed up some more blood. " Sorry I couldn't" He gasped for air. "Keep my promise. Try to" He gasped and coughed "Get someone less hand….some….than….me…." He gasped for air one last time, before his body went limp in Mitch's arms and his head dropped.
"No….. No…. NO!" Mitch yelled, pressing his face into Jerome's chest. He started sobbing uncontrollably. I was still crying, and I put my hand on Mitch's shoulder. He pushed my hand off.
I took my phone out and called Adam. I was sobbing when he answered. "A-Adam… You need to get here right now. We're at the alley down the road. Please don't question this. We need you." I hung up and looked over at mitch. He was rocking back and forth and screaming. I went up to him and wrapped my arms around him.
"GET OFF ME!" Mitch yelled and pushed me forcefully off. "This is ALL. YOUR. FAULT." He screamed in my face.
"Mitch.. Please… I'm sorry." I sobbed.
"SORRY ISN'T GOING TO HELP HIM IS IT? LOOK AT HIM! LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID!" I started crying even worse. I knew that he was only like this because… well. Our best friend just died.
"Mitch I'm sorry. Please calm down." I said calmly.
"NO! I WON'T FUCKING CALM DOWN. YOU JUST KILLED MY BEST FRIEND! GET OUT OF MY SIGHT! I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!" He pushed me to the ground, just as Adam got out of the car.
"Mitch! What the fuck!?" I got up and ran to Adam.
"Adam… Don't.. Jerome… Just. Just come here." I led him to Mitch, and Adam saw Jerome's body.
"Mitch. Get in the car." He said.
"Not with her." He said, pointing at me.
"It's fine, I'll walk home. It's only five minutes." I walked away and saw Adam usher Mitch into the car. I walked home slowly, tears pouring down my face. It had just hit me. What had just happened.
Mitch's best friend, my best friend, everyone's best friend, had just passed away.
He was the one who would always make us laugh, the one who was always up to talk. I sat on a log, and cried my eyes out. We had just lost our best friend… The one who tied us all together.
My phone buzzed, it was a text from Adam. "Where are you?" It read.
I texted back, "Sitting."
"Can you come home?" He sent.
"I don't even see it as 'home' anymore." I replied.
"Please." He said.
"I'm not welcome. Jerome's gone. I don't see the point in coming back." I sent.
"I want you home. I need to know that you're safe."
"Fine" I sent. I stood up, and walked slowly back.
I got to the door of this place I used to call 'home' I knocked on the door, and remembered all the memories we had with Jerome.
Piggybacks in the parking lot, being chucked in the pool, being able to talk to him about anything. I remembered the time when I just bawled my eyes out in his arms, and told him about myself. He could always make me laugh.
I jumped in surprise as the door opened. It was Adam. "A-adam." I sobbed.
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