There it was, the gun. JT looked over to Manny and Emma, then dragged his eyes over to the lifeless body of his friend. Toby lay there, his eyes open filled with fear. JT had moved Toby off his shoulder. His blood covered JT and Manny. JT looked back to the gun once more. He knew that he had to do it.
"Manny, Emma," he said in a whisper, "I have to try and stop this. Please whatever you do, don't move from this table," he gulped and continued, "and if I don't get out of here, please tell Liberty, I never stopped loving her." JT crawled from under the table, trying to look back into the eyes of his terrified friends. He grabbed the gun and stood up.
"Don't move Jay." JT said bravely
"What the fuck are you talking about," Jay said turning around, becoming startled once he realized JT had a gun, "Put that down JT."
"No, listen your going to let everyone out of here. Right now, Jay."
"I'm not done yet."
"Done? Yeah you are Jay, your done killing my friends."
"Nah, I'm not." Jay raised his gun and fired it. JT stumbled, putting a hand to his blood-soaked chest. His eyes widen as he raise his own gun. He got one shot off before he fell. Manny and Emma cried as the last of JT's body fell to the ground.
"Fuck, he clipped with that shot," Jay said shooting JT's dead body again and again, "anyway I was busy with you Paige."