Disclaimer: I don't own anyone but Kali.
Larry grabs my arm and pulls me to the back room. There's a door leading somewhere but it's locked with many different locks. Some are broken, and I'm guessing this is what Larry was doing when he was back here.
"Sit there," he orders, angrily pushing me into a corner.
He picks up a crow bar and I flinch. But he aims it at the door and starts beating the locks.
Clink! Clink! Clink!
Metal against metal rings in my ears and as I gaze at Larry's back. Suddenly I have an idea. I get to my feet but stay low to the ground. Taking a (quiet) deep breath, I flee that storage room and make it to over to Pete. I yank the gun off his belt and aim it at Larry.
"Get back! Stay there! Don't move!" I scream anxiously.
Yet he's still advancing and I feel myself now pressed against a shelf. He's so close now that I know what my option is.
I pull the trigger, but my inexperience prevents me from even hitting him. He lungs at me and I'm soon on the floor struggling. The gun goes off again and Larry stills. I push him off me and stand above his silent figure.
I shot him, I killed another human being!
The room dips and sways, my head is spinning and I try to get to the counter but fall before I reach it.
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Sobs rack my body as I crawl toward the door. It takes forever to open it and everyone is watching as I try. Why wont they help me?
I finally pull it open and crawl onto the sidewalk. My arms collapse and I fall onto the burning cement. Tears flow freely and I lay there. Why wont they help me?
Suddenly I'm pulled up and rushed to a gurney. A paramedic whom I've met before is checking me over.
"Kali, it's Jill, are you hurt?" she asks. As the gurney is pushed into an ambulance.
My heart is hurting, Jill, I shot a man. And I think he's dead. But I just shake my head at her.
She checks my arms, legs, and neck anyway. There's pounding on the door and I bolt upright and stare at Jill.
"Kali it's okay, you're fine now," she soothes, reaching for me.
"I want Abby," I whisper, moving to the doors.
"Okay but just wait a sec," Jill mumbles into her radio and then the doors swing open. The crowd is twice as big but a path is clear around the doors. Carter is in that clear path. I step out and move towards him. But I wobble uncertainly. Wont I ever reach him?
But Carter is there, scooping me into his strong arms. Sobs rack my body again and I cling to his neck. Slowly he makes his way across the street with a police escort. Shouts are all around us and I curl up as much as I can. But Carter's arms are reassuring and I start to feel safe. But where's Abby?