Take Away Chapter 9
Dean's car came to a halt outside Paige's house. He threw a cigarette out the window and opened up his glove box. Inside was a Glock 17 fully loaded. He jumped out of his car and strode up the yard of Paige's house till he saw a shadow moving across the window. He pulled the trigger and shot.
I heard a crash come through the window and the next thing I knew a bullet was buried into my arm. "Paige, get down!" I called, grabbing her hand and yanking her to the floor, me barreling over top of her.
"Oh my god, Alex! You're bleeding." Paige moved about frantically, as I tried to hold her in place.
"No, don't worry about me, just stay the fuck down!"
Paige grabbed a shirt and wrapped my arm up in it tightly. I looked around for her cell phone. Whispering, I asked, "Where's your cell phone?"
"On the bed still. Alex, we need to get you to the hospital."
"Hush, right now, we need to call the cops." Another shot was fired, and hit Paige's vanity mirror, smashing it into a million pieces. "Where are all you're neighbors"
"Most of them own condo's in Florida. They're probably there for the summer." by this point Paige was starring at the wound on my arm as the blood seeped through the pink fabric. "Alex, we need to get you to a hospital." She repeated, and I knew she was ogling the blood.
I reached up quickly and grabbed her phone off her bed. This happening in just enough time for the shooter to pull the trigger again, this one hitting the ceiling fan. "I know you're in there Paige. Probably fucking your dirty slut as well." The shooter called, and right away Paige's ears perked up.
"Oh my god, Alex, that's Dean."
"Like there was ever any question in my mind of who it was, just stay down. I'm not going to let him hurt you." I handed Paige her cell phone and she dialed 911.
"Yes, there's someone outside my house, shooting through my bedroom window with his gun. What kind of gun? Why does that matter! He shot my girlfriend, and she needs to get to a hospital, and he's also put two," as she says this another shot is blown through her closet door, "now three shots fired into my room. We're pretty much laying on the floor, so he doesn't get a clear shot. What? Move into the hallway? I don't think we can make it. No, I don't, the window blocks most of my room, if we get up he'll see our shadows and then what? Crawl? Just get someone out here, now!" Paige recited her address to the 911 operator, then hung up the phone.
Jay pulled up into the driveway at Paige's house, just in time to see Dean pop another shot off into her room. "What in the hell are you doing man? Are you psycho?"
Dean pulled his attention away from the girl's bedroom and locked eyes with Jay. "Well, hey Bro! You're just in time to see the festivities of me blowing this little bitches brain out!"
"Whoa, no dude, I don't want any part in that, and to top it off, my ex is in that room. Why do you want to kill Paige any way? You got away with raping her," suddenly the gun was put on Jay, "as I was saying, you got away with raping her, you WON'T get away with murdering her," he glocks trigger was pulled back. "Hey man, don't do this. She's not worth you going to prison, now is she?"
"That's where she wants me, so why not? She won't stop telling every she knows, and telling everyone I know, until she gets away with ruining my life completely, so why shouldn't I just put her to rest and then get my ass thrown in jail. Either way my life will be over." Dean let the gun slip downward a bit, recklessly aiming it at Jay's thigh.
"Don't you think her life stopped when you raped her? Don't you think she's gone through enough? I'm a bad ass, but I'm not this bad to where I'd go as far as murdering my ex for hurting me."
"Well, you're ex, and my ex's are dykes now, so why should you care?" He moved the gun as he spoke, up and down, as if the gun were looking Jay up and down.
"Because, I just do, asshole," Jay slid from under the gunpoint and punched Dean in the face. "That's for earlier." He punched him again, just in time to hear sirens from the police cars whirl up.
Author's Note: I was thinking about being totally cliché and making Dean actually shoot Paige through the heart and making her say "Your Shirt", and then have Alex go on a major killing spree, but not all witch-crafty goodness like Willow. Decided against that, because it would betray my audience and my storyline.