His heart was beating in his ears but he had to find a way to her, to Emily, to make sure that she was okay...and alive. He couldn't bare the thought of losing her, she was the one thing that had made his life worth something, made him worth something. The door slowly opened and Zander held his breath and then attacked. His fists found their target as he fought with all he was worth, for himself...for Emily, but he was no match for the gun that was pointed at him, and fired.
He looked in surprise at the second man who entered his room, this wasn't right, there was only suppost to be one man, not two, he should be free now. He felt warm moisture running down his arm and with a detached kind of shock he realized that he had been shot in the shoulder. He clutched his stomach as the first man recovered from the surprise and kicked him, hard. Zander collapsed on the floor, fervently praying that this wasn't the end of his life, that he'd survive, but as his vision got foggy and everything started to go black he didn't believe he'd be around long enough to take another breath.

"There was this one time he climbed in my window and brought me grape pixistix, I thought for sure that my mom and dad were going to find him," said Emily laughing. "And then there was the time he kidnapped me from boarding school. I had the time of my life. We made plans to go to Mexico on the ride home," she said suddenly wishing that she hadn't brought it up, it hurt to much, way to much to think about.
"It sounds like he loved you very much. Thank you for telling me all of this, Emily. I didn't realize how late it was. Let me show you to a guest bedroom." Said Jackie standing up.
Emily got up and followed her to a spare room. She sat down her small backpack and climbed into bed exhausted. Zander's mom was so nice, and Emily found her telling her everything about her and Zander, it was good to remember, but it hurt so damn much. She got into the bed and turned out the lamp.
It was funny, sometimes she felt like Zander was alive and he'd come rushing into the room any minute and sweep her up into his arms and they'd live happily ever after, like a fairytale. She closed her eyes and pictured him in her mind. There wasn't a guy on earth more handsome, she loved that smile and how he seemed rough on the outside but his heart, it was so pure. She opened her eyes and stared off into the darkness. "Zander, I miss you," she said out loud in a whisper.
"I like your mom, I don't want to go home without you there waiting for me, I just miss you too much, I love you," she whispered into the darkness.
She layed there trying to sleep but she couldn't, she needed to be with Zander, where ever he was.

Zander opened his eyes, he was laying on the floor and all he could see was red. He sat up and grabbed his shoulder with a groan of pain. The floor was covered with blood, his blood. He couldn't move, his body felt like it was on fire.
"You're awake I see," said a voice from behind him.
He slowly turned around to see the second man, the one that had shot him.
"They call me Wolf," the man said with a smile, and Zander could see why, his smile looked like that of a hungry animals.
"That was a very dangerous thing you tried, dangerous and stupid, and now we're going to let you die for it."
"Why?" asked Zander, his throat dry and aching for water.
"Simply because we can. I'm sure that wound is going to get infected, if it's not already, I bet soon it will eat at your arm until you feel like tearing your arm off with your own teeth, then the infection will travel and....well I guess you get the point. Not the best way to die, I'm sure, but I think it's positively entertaining. Well, I must be going. Have a nice day," he said getting up and leaving.
Zander layed back on the floor, he didn't have the strength to move so he layed there thinking about Emily, and how he'd soon be dead.