Pawnshops and Carousels
AvalonReeseFanFics
A/N: So here's yet another late update! I'm really bad at telling what day of the week it is! Anyway, we have a short little chapter, you're not left on a cliffhanger like the last time. But we have a very, very, very, cute couple of chapters coming up after this. So don't forget to review and I'll see you guys on Sunday (I swear this time)
Chapter 16
Seth: My heart is in my mouth. I think I'm going to vomit because this guy has a gun to my girl's head and I'm realizing that there's just no living without Sabrina. I did not go through all of this to not end up with Sabrina. You hear me?
He's managed to back all the way out of the goddamn building and into the parking lot with Sabrina in his arms, that gun resting just beneath her chin, bumping into it every now and then. Despite everyone trying to stop me I have my hands out and I'm slowly inching towards this guy cause he's not leaving here with Sabrina. I'm not going to let it happen.
"Stay the fuck away from me!" he's shouting. "She was mine before you came around. MINE! You think you're gonna take her from me? I want my money… my… everything back! You can't have her anymore, you can't!"
No. lies. She's mine. And I'll fight him for her.
"If you fucking hurt her, even leave a fucking mark on her, I'm gonna destroy you. But if you kill her, you better fucking but a bullet in me too cause if you don't, I'm going to hunt you down. You hear me I'll hunt you the fuck down and I will make you suffer."
And now the guns on me. I flinch. I can't help it. My dad swears, and Ashely yelps but none of that can keep me still. I'm still moving forward, slowly but I'm still going. "You're the fucking prick she left me for? You? You fucking dopey eared mother fucker?" he screams.
I don't care cause, the gun's off Sabrina and that's all that matters. "Yeah. Yeah I am, you asshole, so why don't you come over here and do something about it?"
He says nothing to me but I can see it his eyes, the moment he decides he's going to shoot me. But I can also see the moment Sabrina decides she's not going let that happen, its right there in her eyes.
She grabs the arm before he can stop her and then they're wrestling for it. Already I'm rushing towards her, despite both my sister and my father screaming my name. I have one plan, one move and that's to tackle this asshole away from her and pound into him until he can't fucking move.
The problem is, the second I'm in the air, the gun goes off.
Les: Holy shit. Holy shit! Sabrina's abusive ex came in and dragged her out the store. He's got a gun and he's threatening to kill her if we don't back off, and what does Seth do? He charges the guy! Now they're all on the ground and no one's moving.
Ashely: We all heard the gun go off, but no one knows if someone got shot. They're all just lying there and I'm honestly afraid my brother just got killed in front of our store… in front of our eyes.
My ears are ringing, my body is in pain. I take a quick stock of my pieces. I don't think I've been shot. But there is something wet under me, there's an arm slung over my body and groaning coming from the other side of me.
Seth.
Seth had tackled Eric, Seth had tried to save me. Had I gotten Seth shot?
I groan out his name, trying to turn to see him, to make sure he is okay. Already someone is above me, sirens are ringing in my ears, or maybe my ears are just ringing, people are screaming and shouting. But I hear something important, a person saying my name, a familiar grip tightening around my shoulders and shaking me.
"God, Sabrina, Sabrina say something, oh god, the blood. No. No, don't do this. Sabrina, Sabrina please!"
Seth is fine. Seth is holding me. I haven't been shot, though he thinks I have been, so that means that he hasn't been shot either, that leaves only one person it could be.
I don't even care, I literally just thought that Eric was going to kill Seth, that he was going to kill me. My hands reach out for him, my tears are flowing down my cheeks, I just want him to hold me. I want to hold onto some sort of anchor to reality, and right now that's him.
I'm so out of it I don't even realize that Seth has scooped me up and whisked me away until I'm surrounded by the silent hush of his office. When I'm wrapped up into his arms, the both of us shaking so hard we might come apart.
He's covering me in kisses, breathing out words of relief against my skin. My nails dig into his sides, my eyes search his face.
"I thought he was going to…. I thought he was…"
"I wouldn't have let him hurt you, I wouldn't have. You're okay now. You're okay."
"I thought he was going to shoot you."
Seth stares at me. "Is that what you…? Reenie… he had a gun to your head and you're worried about me?"
I don't want to argue with him though. So I dip my head to his chest and cry: "Just don't leave me alone, okay? Please?"
Seth's arms wrap around me once more, holding me in a tight embrace.
"I won't, as soon as we're done with the cops, we're going home, okay? I'll take you home." he whispers and I just hold him tighter.
He clings to me too, I feel him take in shaky breaths and then exhale them onto my skin.
"I was so scared," he whispers to me and I can fully return that sentiment.
"Do you think… do you think they'll charge me?"
"What for an accidental misfire?" Seth asks. "I doubt it. And even if they do, I'll be right there to bail you out."
I half laugh and suddenly become aware of the cold wetness against my back. I realize I'm covered in blood and I'm suddenly desperate to get it off. Seth helps me, using my ruined shirt to wipe the rest of it off of my back and then giving me one of his own to wear.
Just the fact that I'm wearing his shirt, still warm from his own body, reeking of his scent and his cologne, calms me almost immediately.
Ashley knocks on the door and lets herself in. "The cops are here, they're in dad's office, you know, when you're ready."
"Is he… uh…"
"No, he's alive. Flesh wound. Got shot in the bicep, bled a lot but they think that's the drugs he's on," she says. "You should've heard him bitching like a little baby."
She's trying to make this funny, but it's not. Seth has a hand to my now clean back and is ushering me out the door, we're separated for all of two seconds as he receives a hug from his sister who whispers that she's happy he's not hurt, and then together, with his arm around me, we go to face the cops.
