Sorry that took so long everybody. College got in the way.
Chapter 4
The bell rang signaling the end of fourth period. Joshua and Pat had been keeping an eye on George but the other boy had yet to make a move. Stopping at their lockers, the two friends tried to look casual as possible.
Patrick noticed that for the third time today, George entered the boy's lavatory. He nudged Joshua and said,
"Either that kid has to go to the bathroom a lot or he is having second thoughts about something."
"Yeah well I hope its just going to the bathroom." Joshua remarked. At that moment, George walked out of restroom. He shifted his weight to one foot and whipped something out from underneath his shirt.
Before Joshua or Pat could do anything, there was a loud noise followed by kids screaming. Quickly both sprang into action. Joshua made his way to George while Patrick tried to get the kids out of the hall. Teachers grabbed anyone they could and pulled them into classrooms.
For some reason, George didn't fire his weapon again. The hall was empty or so he thought. The disturbed boy didn't see Joshua behind him.
Joshua wrapped his arms around George's shoulders. The boy tried to wriggle free with no luck. Then bent his left knee and kicked Joshua in the groin. The other boy let go of him and knelt down on the floor in immense pain.
George whipped around and pointed the gun in Joshua's face. His right index finger began to squeeze the trigger of the nine-millimeter Sig Sauer. Then something made him stop.
Joshua screamed inside his head. DAD! I NEED YOU! He hoped that his father would get there before it was too late. What he didn't know was that his father's crystal had beeped already and he was on his way at his usual top speed.
"I won't do it! He was nice to me!" George suddenly shouted to no in particular. Joshua looked at him and tried to understand. He could feel the internal conflict going on inside the other boy.
"KILL HIM!" The voices inside George's head shouted. Again, he cried out,
"I won't do it!"
"He's just like everybody else. He says bad things about you behind your back. He doesn't deserve to live." The voices told him.
"You're lying!" George shouted. Joshua watched unsure if he should move. That's when he heard the clicking of someone wearing high heels.
Joshua saw Trixie enter the hallway from the stairwell. Carefully, she made her way over to the two boys.
"George?" She asked. This interrupted the boy's discussion with himself and he looked at the vice principal.
"I'm scared." He said.
"Its going to be ok. I just need you to put the gun down." Trixie tried talk him down.
"Don't listen to her. She just wants to hurt you." The voices said.
"No, I can't do that." George said pointing the gun back at Joshua's head.
"Don't do that. We can work this out. No one needs to get hurt." Sportacus said. He had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Something inside him wanted to tear the kid apart for holding his gun that close to his son's head.
"You don't understand. I have to do what they tell me." George told them. Sportacus carefully inched closer to him.
"Don't come any closer! I'll do it!" George threatened. This distraction was enough to allow Joshua to make a move. Quickly, as he could Joshua grabbed for the Sig Sauer. That's when the gun went off.
To Be Continued…