Chapter 3 – It was accident
......Emma Nelson.
I remember her. We use to be good friends when I was in 5th grade and she was in 4th, but that was the only time we were friends.
"Jesse, please. Why are you doing this?" Emma asked.
"Why am I doing this? All my life I was teased for no apparent reason. What did I ever do to them? All I ever wanted to do was fit in Emma!"
"God, you make it sound as if you've never had a friend! I was your friend. Remember?"
"Yeah, how could I forget? And I also remember you stopped being friend! Why Emma? What was wrong with me that you had to stop hanging out with me?"
Emma looked down at the ground feeling ashamed. "I stopped being your friend because--" Emma wiped away a tear that was sliding down her face. "I stopped being your friend because Manny didn't like you. Why, I don't know. She gave me a choice, it was either you or her and I chose her." Emma tried to hold back her tears, but unfortunately she couldn't and she started crying hysterically.
I walked over to Emma and tried to comfort her. "Emma-Emma please don't cry." While I wasn't paying attention Sean Cameron got up and went to grab the gun. I moved my hand in time to get the gun away from him.
"Sean, what the HELL do you think you're doing!"
"What do you think YOU'RE doing!" Sean yelled, "You're the one waving a gun around threatening to kill all of us!"
"Well we wouldn't be in this situation if you weren't such an asshole to me!"
As I was turning around to tell Emma to sit down, Sean pushed me from behind and I accidentally pushed the trigger and shot Emma in the stomach. Manny Santos got up and ran up to her while I stared at her with shock.
"Emma!!" Manny screamed, "Oh my god Emma! Please be ok! Please! Talk to me Emma!"
As Manny cradled Emma in her arms I stepped back. Sean eventually went over to her to see if she was ok. I started crying.
"Oh my god," I screeched, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to shoot her! It was an accident!"
"What the hell were you thinking?!" Manny cried, "Emma might be dead because of you! Why weren't you paying attention!?" Manny cried on Emma's shoulder. A bunch of boys got up and took of their shirts. They took those shirts and pressed on Emma's stomach trying to stop the bleeding.
"It's Sean's fault!" I yelled as I turned to face Sean. "I wouldn't have shot her if hadn't been so careless and pushed me!"
"My fault? You shouldn't have been carrying a gun in the first place asshole!"
"Don't. Call. Me. An. Asshole!"
With anger flaring I pulled the trigger, not even paying attention as to where I was pointing.
......Emma Nelson.
I remember her. We use to be good friends when I was in 5th grade and she was in 4th, but that was the only time we were friends.
"Jesse, please. Why are you doing this?" Emma asked.
"Why am I doing this? All my life I was teased for no apparent reason. What did I ever do to them? All I ever wanted to do was fit in Emma!"
"God, you make it sound as if you've never had a friend! I was your friend. Remember?"
"Yeah, how could I forget? And I also remember you stopped being friend! Why Emma? What was wrong with me that you had to stop hanging out with me?"
Emma looked down at the ground feeling ashamed. "I stopped being your friend because--" Emma wiped away a tear that was sliding down her face. "I stopped being your friend because Manny didn't like you. Why, I don't know. She gave me a choice, it was either you or her and I chose her." Emma tried to hold back her tears, but unfortunately she couldn't and she started crying hysterically.
I walked over to Emma and tried to comfort her. "Emma-Emma please don't cry." While I wasn't paying attention Sean Cameron got up and went to grab the gun. I moved my hand in time to get the gun away from him.
"Sean, what the HELL do you think you're doing!"
"What do you think YOU'RE doing!" Sean yelled, "You're the one waving a gun around threatening to kill all of us!"
"Well we wouldn't be in this situation if you weren't such an asshole to me!"
As I was turning around to tell Emma to sit down, Sean pushed me from behind and I accidentally pushed the trigger and shot Emma in the stomach. Manny Santos got up and ran up to her while I stared at her with shock.
"Emma!!" Manny screamed, "Oh my god Emma! Please be ok! Please! Talk to me Emma!"
As Manny cradled Emma in her arms I stepped back. Sean eventually went over to her to see if she was ok. I started crying.
"Oh my god," I screeched, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to shoot her! It was an accident!"
"What the hell were you thinking?!" Manny cried, "Emma might be dead because of you! Why weren't you paying attention!?" Manny cried on Emma's shoulder. A bunch of boys got up and took of their shirts. They took those shirts and pressed on Emma's stomach trying to stop the bleeding.
"It's Sean's fault!" I yelled as I turned to face Sean. "I wouldn't have shot her if hadn't been so careless and pushed me!"
"My fault? You shouldn't have been carrying a gun in the first place asshole!"
"Don't. Call. Me. An. Asshole!"
With anger flaring I pulled the trigger, not even paying attention as to where I was pointing.