Chapter 7
I see the blood all over your hands.
Does it make you feel more like a man?
Was it all just a part of your plan?
The pistol's shaking in my hands,
And all I hear is the sound.
"Ow! Please stop. Let me go. She won't come, Lex," Lana heard Chloe yell. "Just let me go!"
"Oh, she'll come if she values your friendship at all," Lex replied.
"I'm here, Lex," Lana said, walking into the room. "Let her go."
Lex began to laugh when he saw the shotgun clutched in Lana's hands. "What do you think you're going to do with that? You could never shoot anyone, Lana," he said, keeping a tight grip on his small gun.
Lana gasped when she saw Chloe. Her arms and face was bruised, a cut welling on her cheek. "Lana, go. Please. Get out. I'll be fine," Chloe begged from where she stood in front of Lex.
Lex jerked on the handful of Chloe's hair he had. "Shut up, Chloe," he said angrily.
"No," Chloe hissed back. "Lana, run!"
"I warned you," Lex said, slamming the butt of his gun into the back of Chloe's head. The force of the hit made Chloe fly forward, her head bounced against the concrete with a sickening thud.
"Chloe! Nooo!" Lana yelled, watching her friend fall as if it were in slow motion.
Lex only laughed. "I told her to shut up," he said with a malicious smile.
Lana raised the rifle, cocking the gun. It shook as she tried to hold it steady. As Lex laughed she pointed the gun at his heart. "I won't let you hurt anyone else, Lex. I won't let you."
Lex smirked at Lana. "What are you going to do? You know you can't kill me," he said, confidently.
Lana's breathing was shallow, coming out raspy. "No more," Lana whispered, pulling the trigger. The recoil threw her off balance and the gun went up a few inches. She yelped as she was pushed back a step. When she recovered Lex was staggering backwards, a growing blood stain on his shirt.
"Lana," he said, his voice a gurgle. He reached for her. The motion knocked him over and he fell forward, landing on his knees. With a wet thud he fell forward, becoming completely still.