Chapter 14: Chosen
Bradley was still pointing the gun at me. I got up and put both hands in my pocket knowing that I got a gun. Dad was still in shock and came closer to confront me.
"BACK UP!" Bradley said to my dad as he backed up.
"Bradley...I rather survive and also..." I pulled out the gun. "I rather for my father to survive!" As I said that I started shooting at Bradley, hitting him in the chest. He dropped the gun and dropped to the ground.
"Dammit! You little shit-" He grabbed the gun quickly and quickly shot at me. Hitting me in the leg. I fell down as he got up slowly.
"MAXIE!" Dad yelled.
I dropped the gun as he picked it up.
"If you hurt him, you get hurt." Dad said as he was pointing the gun at Bradley.
"Ha! You think your sorry self would hurt me? Think again." Once he said that, he shot at my dad, missing him. Dad started shooting him multiple times, hitting him multiple times. He fell down and he was losing breath.
"I...You...little...I'll...kill you...for that..." Bradley said while he was barely breathing.
"Shut it, you crazy bastard." Dad shot him one last time killing him. Dad got me up as I was still in pain on my right leg.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, a little bit."
"C'mon let's get in the car. I'll go get sylvia."
He put me into his car. Thank God he was killed. As I was waiting, I heard police sirens. Lot's of police sirens. It was heading to us. There were 12 police cars at us. When dad got out, he saw polices yelling at him to put his hands up. They were pointing guns at him. Police came to check him but fell over and saw the body of Bradley with a gun on him.
"There he is. We found him. We found the escaped inmate." The officer said.
"Is he killed?" Another officer asked.
"Yes sir, he is killed. Sir, are you responsible for this?" The officer asked my dad.
"Uh, yes sir, why?" Dad answered.
"Because, we was looking for this person and we found him because of you, thank you very much. We were trying to find this person since we identified the person."
(A/N: Hooray! Bradley finally killed. No more killing people. Max was injured in the right leg and he stayed in the hospital for 2 days. He didn't to see the whole event of Bobby's funeral. So as, Goofy and Sylvia.)
2 days later...
I visited at Bobby's grave, since I didn't get to see him for a while.
The gravestone was read;
In loving memory of
Robert "Bobby" Zimeruski
July 18, 1980 - May 25, 2000
Beloved Son, Friend, and Grandson
"Hey Bobby, sorry that I didn't come. By the way Bradley is dead finally. I read the letter you wrote for me and I've never seen you write a letter like this. I accepted your apology. I'll never forget you. How funny you were, how helpful you were. I'll miss you like PJ. This is my last good-bye Bobby. Until we meet again." I place his cool shades on top of his grave.
When I left his grave I saw Tank's grave. I took a look at his grave, I did not get to see him. I slowly touch the stone and lowered my head.
"I'm really sorry Tank. At least he's dead now, Tank."
I walked away from it and lastly, I saw Bradley's grave.
"Never again, Brad." As I said that I started walking away.
I walked out of the cemetery and leaned against the gate.
"Hey Max." Chad came to me once again.
"Hey Chad."
"I heard about the killer. Is he dead?"
"Yes Chad, he's dead. Dead and never alive."
"Good, I had it with him. Did you see Roxanne yet?"
"No, I think she left left."
"Yeah I think so."
"Well, I got to go. See you when I can."
"Alright."
I stand there still leaned up against the gate. It was really dark out here.
I was really glad that it was over. I said this to myself,
"It's over now."
I will never forget about what Bradley did and never forget about PJ, Tank, and Bobby.
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I'll miss them.
The End.
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