Chapter 3
Normal POV
Jet creeeped into Fayes room, leaving the door open. He looked up to see that Faye was now curled up in a ball on topp of the covers. Queitly, he walked over to the bed where she slept, getting down to his knees to get a better look at her.
"So petite..."
From the other side Faye could see the open door. she knew that Jet was there watching her as she slept, more than likely holding his gun.
'So this is how its going to end"
Jet looked down at his gun and smiled.
"Wake up Faye!"
Faye quickly flipped over, holding her bandaged arm in one hand and her own gun in the other. Jet laughed and snagged it out of her grasp.
"Your too slow Faye.. did you really think that you could get away with shooting me?"
"dammit Jet please don't do this!! Just quit this!"
"Leave her alone Jet..."
Both Jet and Faye threw themselves around to see Spike... just standing there gun in hand, ready to aim and not to miss. Faye smiled and jumped up from her spot on the bed. Jet noticed her sudden movement and in return jumped from the chair, gun raised. He pointed it at Faye as she tried to miss but Spike wasnt quick enough to move. Jets gun made contact with Fayes chest and Spike had just missed it. She fell to the floor, gasping for air, as Spike bent down to be at her side. Jet stepped back and stared at both Faye and Spike. Spike glared his eyes at Jet and stood. Spike removed another gun from its place in his jacket and pointed both of them at Jet.
"This is the end Jet, you've done it this time!"
"But thats were your wrong Spike... Ive waited for this moment. Where I could kill both you and the whore your starting to love! You were suppose to be my partner. We were supposed to get the bounties and get the money and dump the girls. It was suppose to be us! PARTNERS!"
"This isn't what this is about Jet and you know it! You couldn't deal with the thought of me not being here, that you would hae to do it all! That you would have to get all your money by yourself! Without anyones help! And Faye was just in your way!"
"Your right, she was! But not she's dead and your suppose to be too!"
Jet yelled before firing his gun. Spike jumped from the shot, the bullet only grazing his shoulder. He looked at Jet and spit onto the ground.
"Damn you!!"
Spike jumped from the ground, his guns held high. Jumping over the bed, he ran to Jet and pointed both guns to each temple of his head/
"It ends now Jet! I'm sorry that it had to come to this... but you made it this way!!"
Jet looked at Spike and grinned.
"Go ahead Spike.. be with your whore!"
Spike spit at his face, and at the same time, each of the fingers that were resting on his guns, made contact with the bullet that would put Jet in his place. Spike watched as Jet fell to the ground.
Normal POV
Jet creeeped into Fayes room, leaving the door open. He looked up to see that Faye was now curled up in a ball on topp of the covers. Queitly, he walked over to the bed where she slept, getting down to his knees to get a better look at her.
"So petite..."
From the other side Faye could see the open door. she knew that Jet was there watching her as she slept, more than likely holding his gun.
'So this is how its going to end"
Jet looked down at his gun and smiled.
"Wake up Faye!"
Faye quickly flipped over, holding her bandaged arm in one hand and her own gun in the other. Jet laughed and snagged it out of her grasp.
"Your too slow Faye.. did you really think that you could get away with shooting me?"
"dammit Jet please don't do this!! Just quit this!"
"Leave her alone Jet..."
Both Jet and Faye threw themselves around to see Spike... just standing there gun in hand, ready to aim and not to miss. Faye smiled and jumped up from her spot on the bed. Jet noticed her sudden movement and in return jumped from the chair, gun raised. He pointed it at Faye as she tried to miss but Spike wasnt quick enough to move. Jets gun made contact with Fayes chest and Spike had just missed it. She fell to the floor, gasping for air, as Spike bent down to be at her side. Jet stepped back and stared at both Faye and Spike. Spike glared his eyes at Jet and stood. Spike removed another gun from its place in his jacket and pointed both of them at Jet.
"This is the end Jet, you've done it this time!"
"But thats were your wrong Spike... Ive waited for this moment. Where I could kill both you and the whore your starting to love! You were suppose to be my partner. We were supposed to get the bounties and get the money and dump the girls. It was suppose to be us! PARTNERS!"
"This isn't what this is about Jet and you know it! You couldn't deal with the thought of me not being here, that you would hae to do it all! That you would have to get all your money by yourself! Without anyones help! And Faye was just in your way!"
"Your right, she was! But not she's dead and your suppose to be too!"
Jet yelled before firing his gun. Spike jumped from the shot, the bullet only grazing his shoulder. He looked at Jet and spit onto the ground.
"Damn you!!"
Spike jumped from the ground, his guns held high. Jumping over the bed, he ran to Jet and pointed both guns to each temple of his head/
"It ends now Jet! I'm sorry that it had to come to this... but you made it this way!!"
Jet looked at Spike and grinned.
"Go ahead Spike.. be with your whore!"
Spike spit at his face, and at the same time, each of the fingers that were resting on his guns, made contact with the bullet that would put Jet in his place. Spike watched as Jet fell to the ground.