Chapter 5: Emergency Call!
"Tender," said T.J. So they put their plan into action, Spinelli was wearing T.J's green jacket, actually it fit her quiet well, T.J was wearing Spin's leather jacket and he had to spike his hair. "Teej, that's a really good look for you," Spinelli said. T.J blushed, "Thanks, you looked really nice too." Now it was Spin's turn to blush, "thanks."
"Well, I guess it's time to put operation: home free, into action," T.J said. Spinelli suddenly found her feet very interesting again. " What's wrong?" T.J asked. "I'm kinda scared, what if something goes wrong?" Spinelli asked, she was really worried. T.J lifted her head up again, " don't worry, by the way, you really shouldn't put your head down like that, it's like to trying to hide your prettiest feature."
Spinelli nodded and blushed then walked over to his left side. Then they started walking to T.J's house. After about five minutes they had gotten to their street. They didn't know that Dean was waiting for them by the door. He planned on shooting them both, then running out of town.
He opened the door and looked out to the street and curb, no one yet. Spinelli and T.J had stopped on the corner to take a breath. This was it! There was no room for mistakes now. "Ready?" T.J asked. " No, this whomps, I just thought I'd let you know," said Spinelli.
She got on his left side again and the started walking. They pasted the first and second houses with ease. Spinelli's house was the third on their block. T.J could tell she was getting nervous so he grabbed he hand and gave it a light squeeze. He was kinda surprised when she squeezed back and gave him a smile.
Then good went to bad. Spinelli forgot that the curb rose from the ground and she tripped. T.J didn't grab her in time. When Dean saw the girl's face that was concealed because of the boy's body he swung open the door and pointed the gun at her. T.J saw the gun and tried to get Spinelli to her feet, "he has a gun!" "Shit!" she yelled, standing up.
They were just about to break into a run when the gun fired. T.J noticed that the bullets were headed for Spinelli and did the first thing that came to mind. To Spinelli it all happened in slow motion. The gun fired and she was about to break into a run when the next thing she knew, T.J was hugging her! "Teej!" she yelled.
"I'm okay, come on we have to run to my house," he said pulling her. They started running and Dean fried another shot that just barely missed Spinelli's foot. They had passed the forth house and Dean fired another shot. This time it logged it's self in Spinelli's left thigh. She let out a small cry as she hit the ground.
T.J came up from behind and pulled her onto his back and ran into his house. He locked the door and ran behind the couch. "Spin are you ok?" T.J asked taking of her jacket. "I'm fine, Teej are you ok?" Spinelli asked pointing to his back. "I'll live," he said taking his green jacket.
"Teej, it's a pretty bad wound," she said worry showing in her voice. " I'll be fine, I need to dress your wound first," T.J said ripping his green jacket. Dean ran to T.J's house and began to pound on the door. The two kids look at the door and T.J jumped to his feet and pulled Spinelli up too. "Listen Spin, go up to my room and call the cops," T.J said tossing her the phone.
He then got down on one knee and tied the green jacket piece around her leg to stop the bleeding. "What about you?" she asked. "Don't worry about me, just go!" T.J yelled. Spinelli was about half way into a turn when T.J grabbed her hand. She turned back around to face him.
"Spinelli, I want you to stay in my room until the cops come, no matter what you hear, don't come out unless the cops are here; you promise?" T.J asked holding his pinky out. Spinelli smiled and wrapped her pinky around his, "I promise." T.J quickly kissed her cheek and put his lips to her ear, "I love you, don't ever forget that, now go." Spinelli smiled, " Teej, I love you too." She gave him a quick peck on the lips and "ran" upstairs.
"Promise you won't die on me!" she yelled from his room. " Don't worry I promise!" he yelled back. Dean was pounding on the door. Every time he rammed the door, the wood splintered and became weaker. T.J knew that soon the door would bust and he'd be screwed to say the least.
His shoulder wound was bleeding badly, his back was covered in blood and he was begging to feel dizzy. He stood up and tried to move the couch into the door, but he was too weak. Spinelli locked the door and wobbled over to his bed. She turned the phone on and dialed 911. "Hello, 911 emergency calls what your emergency?" the operator asked.
