We had jumped around the corner to try and escape the shooter. Totally caught up in the whole running for my life part, i forgot there were a small flight of 5 stairs making the level go down a bit. It had another flight of 5 stairs in front of us continuing the hall. To the left was a flight of 10 stairs that led back down towards the cafe.
It kinda looked like a fancy mansion in those movies where the stairs separate and go in different directions the further you go up.
We both groan. "Ugh, fuck." I say rolling over. I was defanetly going to have bruises tomorrow. I got up and pulled Puck with me. "Dude come on, he's coming.
We both stood up and and started to painfully jog up the other 5 stairs and down the english hall. We started to look for an open classroom. "Hurry bro, look for an open door." He said.
I ran to every door, shit i was in a lot of pain. They were all locked so i ran to another one and it twisted open. "Puck here!" I whisper yelled. He sprinted over in time to see the shooter rounding the corner. We closed the door and locked it. Then we started to move desks and chairs infront of it. The window of this door was covered with paper, like flyers or something for some stupid chess club.
"Crap okay, were okay. He didn't see us right?" Puck asked whispering.
"I don't know, you were last in." I say looking around the room. I run to the windows. "Shit we can't even jump out if we wanted to. Its to far of a drop, nothing to catch our fall." I say looking through the window.
"Okay I'm looking in the closet." Puck says making his way to the back of the room. I round a few desks to the front. Shit, i didn't know jumping down stairs hurt this much. I mean i broke my leg once playing basket ball and i was so high on adrenalin i didn't feel it.
Puck came back out from the closet. "Its small but it can work. Dude you okay?" He asks me as im slightly facing away from him holding my arm.
"Yea, when we fell, i think i landed on my shoulder." I said bending forward a little when a sharp pain ran through my shoulder and down my arm. "Fuck, maybe i popped it put." I said.
Puck walked up to me. "Let me see, maybe i can pop it back in." He said walking to me, i turn just before he reaches and stops with wide eyes. "Fuck bro! You, you got shot!" He says in panic.
I look over to my shoulder to where he's looking and notice the bullet hole in my sweater, there was a little bit of red stained the rim of the hole. Now realizing it i could feel something liquid running down my arm and dripping off my hand.
"Oh shit." I say looking to a little puddle of blood now forming on the floor.
"Take off your sweater." Puck says.
I take off my sweater, thank god i was wearing my tank top underneath. It hurt to take off the sweater, but when i did i saw the gushing wound. My arm was almost all red from blood pouring out.
"Oh shit, oh shit. Dude, there's a hole in my arm." I says stumbling back into the teachers desk. Puck pushes me to sit down on it. Then he rips my tank top taking the strip of clothing and starting to wrap it around my shoulder to stop the bleeding. He then motions me to stand so he can get behind me to tie the cloth.
"Dude, relax. Panic will only make it worse." He said wrapping the piece of cloth around my sholder. "And the bullet went right through, so your okay. Can you feel your hand?" He asks tying the cloth tightly to my shoulder. I wince in pain but move my hand.
"Yea it feels a little tingly but i can feel it." I say still flexing my fist. "Shit i just got shot." I say shocked.
"Well bro, i heard girls like scars." Puck says trying to lighten the mood He steps away and we walk to the center on the room.
I laugh a little when i feel a vibration from my pocket. I take it out and realize its Sans phone.
"Dude i got a text." I said unlocking her phone and opening it.
"From Krofsky? What does it say?" Puck asks.
"It says, San where are you? I went to the science room but you wernt there." I said when i heard a thud.
Puck turned to the door while i looked back to the teachers desk. The desk is a big dark brown, old style desk. It goes from the floor all the way up, so you cant see anything beneath it. I looked harder and i thought i could see a small piece of red fabric just squeezing between the floor and the bottom of the desk.
"Dude the shooter is coming this way, we need to leave." Puck says as i continue to watch the desk. Sans phone vibrates again. Puck takes it from me and reads the new message.
"San, I'm in the english hall, meet me there. Now! Shit Krofsky sounds demanding." Puck says pocketing Sans phone.
I was to distracted to fully process what Puck said as i watched the desk carefully, just as i was about to look away i saw the small fabric move from under the small sliver of space between the floor and desk. It looked like if someone had moved and it tugged back.
"Shit dude." I said tapping Pucks shoulder with my good hand.
He looked over to me. "What dude? Listen the shooter is in the hall we need to get out of here." He said.
I just taped his sholders again and whispered. "Dude, someone is under the desk." I say pointing to it with my bad arm.
Puck follows my pointing to the teachers desk. "What? How?" He says loudly.
"Shhhhh, i heard a thud and then saw clothing fabric under the desk." I whisper back. "Dude trust, someone is there." I say walking up to the desk slowly.
"Thats ridiculous, dude lets just go-" Puck said when we heard another thud, and it came from the desk. I swear i heard a faint 'shit' come from the direction.
"Okay, maybe your right, what if its the shooter?" He whispers back.
I roll my eyes. "Dude the shooter is out there, we saw him. Fuck i got shot by him. No way there is another shooter and if ther is there not hiding under the desk." I say giving him a look.
"Fine." He whispers back, then points to the desk nodding his head.
"Fine!" I say turning to face the desk. "Hey, um. We know someone is under the desk, were not gonna hurt you, you can come out. Your safe right now." I said in a sweet voice. Kinda like the one i used for the girls in the change room. I don't wana scare the person, especially if they are there, they heard our full conversation about the shooter.
We heard some rustling from the desk, as if they were moving around. "Please, if it helps my name is Brittany. My friend here is Puck. We won't hurt you, in fact we wana help, we were running from the guy. Puck says its not safe here since the shooter is in the hall, so we gotta leave. You can join us, so your safe." I finish saying.
It was quiet for a second then you could hear sniffling. "Britt?" Came a voice from the desk.
That sounds familiar. I look to Puck and he looks to me, then we look back to the desk where you could hear someone moving.
We waited a second after the person spoke, they stood up from behind the desk. Pucks and my jaw were dropped, our faces were in shock.
There standing behind the desk is a crying Santana. "Puck?" She asked in a quiet and weak voice.
We both stand in shock as she rounds the desk and bolts over to Puck and elope's him into a big hug.
"Thank god your okay San." Puck said tightening his hold on her.
"I was so s-scared. The guy was chasing me, I hid in a closet but he found me. Krofsky told me to run to the science hall but I made the wrong turn. I was so distracted by hearing the shots echoing and ended here. I- i forgot my phone so i couldn't call for help." She said with full blown tears pouring down her face.
Fuck, does she look so small and weak right now. Even though she is crying I still think she is the most beautiful girl in the world. All I want to do is hug her and make her feel safe. Let her know I would always protect her. To be her girlfriend... But im not.
"Its okay, your safe now. We need to get out of here though, the shooter is in the hall. We might be trapped." Puck says still hugging Santana who has now burried her face into the crook of his neck.
"How do you know?" She asked still sniffling.
"Well we were running from him, and we dont know if he saw us enter this classroom or if we just missed him-" He said as she interrupted him.
"What the hell were you doing out in the halls? Its not safe to be wandering around!" She said scolding him.
"I know. I was in the cafe with Quinn, but Britt here bolted out. Quinn sent me to find her-" Puck said getting cut off again.
Santana turned slowly to glare at me. "You just ran out?" She hissed.
I just stood there frozen, I had done all of this for her. to make sure she was safe. And thank god we found her, she looks fine. She just has her usual bitchy attitude.
After a few seconds of her glaring at me, I saw her look lower on my face. Her glare turned soft and her eyes yelled concern.
She started to walk up to me. "What happened to your face?" She asked confusingly.
I watched as she walked up to me. Still frozen i couldn't say anything or even move. She hadn't acted remotely nice or acknowledged me as a human in so long. Boy did I miss this Santana.
I was so lost in thought that the feeling of a warm smooth hand, cupping my cheek broke me from zoning out. I locked eyes with her. Yep she looked concerned.
Whats happening to me? None can make me speechless, I mean Santana always left me speechless but that was the old San. Not the new bitchy one that hates me.
I watch as her eyes scan my cheek and her thumb lightly rubs over the bruise. "Um." I say.
Does she not remember smacking me today? Three times in the face, hard? How does she not remember our fight?
"Oh, well, me and Puck fell down some stairs, I guess I hit my face off one." I say awkwardly. I look up and over Santana shoulder to see Puck giving me a confused look. He knows where the bruise came from, so why was I lying about it.
"You guys should have been more careful." Santana says bringing my attention back to her eyes. Once they lock with her dark chocolate ones I awkwardly go to scratch the back of my neck with my injured arm.
Shut up! Its a habit I do when I'm nervous.
But didn't my dumb ass forget I just got shot. "Fuck!" I hiss out, turning and clutching my arm. From all the movement Santana's hand fell from my face. Dam I wish I didn't move. I miss the warmth from her hand.
"Whats wrong?" She asks quickly when noticing me in pain. She keeps turning to get a look, but i just look away. "Puck whats wrong with her?" She asks again. I can still hear the concern in her voice, but if im correct, i also hear fear.
Puck eyes shoot open when she turns to him with her best questioning look. One thing you dont do is test Santana's patients.
"Oh, um, well, we were, um, running, yea running down the hall. She uh, well she, i mean its not bad, just, a little scratch. Um, yea, uh, B?" He studders out nervously.
I look back to him and hes giving me a pleading look. Fuck, i know we have to tell her. Shes just gonna get mad and i dont want her mad at me right now.
Santana turns after tracing where Pucks gaze moved to. She now gives me the questioning look.
"What uh, what Puck is trying to say, well. Igotshot!" I rushed out. Shit even when were not dating she has full control over me.
"What?" She asks in a firm angry tone but also a confused one.
"You didnt hear?" I asked and she shakes her head. "Okay maybe well wait a day then, shall we? After all the shooter is in the hall, we should leave-" I get cut off. Great.
"What happened?" She asked again.
"For gods sake, she got shot! By the shooter who is most likely in the hall right now!" Puck hissed out frustrated.
The room goes silent as i watch all the emotions go through Santanas face. There was anger, regret, sadness, fear, and my favorite, bitchy. Ha not!
"You got shot?" She asked, her tone was changing from the nice concerned one to the classic bitchy one.
"Ah shit! What was that for?" I ask as i get slapped in my good arm.
"You idiot, why would you run towards the shooting. Do you have some kind of death wish. You could have been killed, or shot! Well, you did get shot, but you could have been hurt really bad!" She says stopping when she sees my arm. I could see her getting angry again, then she grabed my arm and slaps me again.
"Ow, fuck San." I say clenching my teeth.
"You idiot, you got yourself shot. You don't know how angry I am with you, you should have stayed in the cafe, safe. Instead you decided to run around the halls for fun like a stupid idiot." She says loudly.
"What? I didn't do it for fun, you think I want to get shot? No! I left the cafe to find you! Because you weren't there. I was scared I didn't know if you were hurt or not. I ran to the change room and the girls said you had left 10 minutes prior. They also mentioned you talking about getting Sue paper. I knew you were talking about the closet so thats where I went. Puck found me and we've been looking for you since. I wasn't gonna give up, and if I didn't just find you right now, I would be leaving this room to keep searching for you." I said loudly, my anger was at the top. Not because of her, but just because of the whole day.
"You came looking for me?" She asked in a weak voice.
"Yes." I nodded.
"Why?" She asked with tears in her eyes.
"Do you really have to ask? Obviously I care about you, I was so scared when I didn't see you in the cafe, usually your in there already eating. But nothing, you didn't have practice nor did you have to meet with Sue. Quinn told me you should have been in the cafe." I said looking in her eyes.
She went quiet, she opend her mouth to respond but we heard banging on the door.
"Santana? Is that you?" Someone yelled through.
We all jumped from the sudden sound. "Shit, who is that?" puck whisper yelled.
Out of instinct i turned and protectively stood infront of Santana. "No clue." I said to Puck.
I could feel one of Santana's hands gripping the back of my tank top. I knew she was scared.
I go to say something to Puck but the voice interrupts me.
"Santana, its me. Dave. Let me in, please." Dave says.
"Dave?" Santana says stepping around me and towards the door. "The fuck you standing there for Puckerman, open the door before the shooter sees him!" Santana snapped starting to remove the chairs. Puck started to help her as I stood there in thought.
Krofsky? How did he know we were here? I swear I didn't text him back. And he told Santana to go to the science hall. Puck and i would have seen him if he had been there. Plus when I went to the change room, it was the girls who were in the gym. I didn't even see Krofsky there. So where was he?
I was broken out of my thoughts when I hard Puck move the desk infront of the door. I look up to see them opening the door and inside Krofsky comes in. He was wearing his usual outfit, the jeans, big black t shirt, but no jacket.
"Thank god your okay." He said hugging Santana.
My stomach started to turn and not in the good way. I hated seeing them together. I guess you can say it's jealousy but they just don't go, he's to big, tall, ugly and she's small, good looking, cute. Ew I hate to imagine them fucking.
I go to gag and Puck notices.
"You okay B?" He asks, which sends Krofskys attention from Santana to Puck, then to me. At first he gives me a dirty look then I notice him looking to my shoulder. I swear I saw his lips twitch upward into a smirk, but it was gone as soon as it appeared.
"Where have you been?" Santana asked.
"I came from the hallway by the cafe, I just got there when you sent me the text. So I went to look for you but you weren't there. Then I heard the shots and told you to meet me in the science wing. I looked for you but you weren't there, so I came here. Thank god I did." He said hugging her. What the fuck is he talking about, we were just there and we never saw him, ONCE!
"Wait?" Puck said confused. I think he was thinking the same as me. "You were where?" He asked grabbing Krofskys attention and Santanas.
"What?" Krofsky asked.
"Where did you say you came from?" Puck asked again.
"Um, the science wing. I told San to meet me there." Krofsky said confused.
"Thats funny." I said rolling my eyes. Krofsky quickly turned to face me.
"What the fuck do you want Pierce, come to talk shit about my girlfriend again?" He snapped at me. I laughed and noticed Santana was giving me a dirty look. I can't belive the bitch is siding with this idiot.
"Im just confused on how you came from the science wing when thats just where Puck and I, RAN FROM THE SHOOTER!" I said loudly. I stared at Krofsky with one of my best deadly looks. I took a chance and glanced at Santana for a second. I could see the gears in her brain turning. She to was question how we didn't see him.
"Quiet B, we don't want the shooter to hear us!" Puck hissed to me.
"Yea Pierce, your gonna kill us all." Krofsky said trying to mock Puck. This only made Puck frustrated.
"Shut up Krofsky or ill lock you out there." Puck warned.
"Im just a little confused. You said you came from the science wing just now?" I asked and he nodded. "Thats impossible, the shooter turned down this hallway just as Puck and I ran into this room. He would have seen you, shot at you." I said getting frustrated.
"I said I just came from that hall, maybe the shooter turned down a different hall." He said.
I go to speak when he cuts me off. "What the hell are you implying Pierce?"
"Im not implying anything, just wondering where you have been-" I say when I'm cut off, but now by Santana.
"Are you seriously saying that Dave is the shooter? Are you insane! It's Dave were talking about, why the hell would he do that. You know what Pierce, I'm done with you, and your stupid theorys." Santana says in her bitchy tone.
Dang, that also hurt.
"I didnt say he was, im just wondering-" I attempt to say when I'm cut off once again. I roll my eyes with a big sigh.
"Wait, just, when the shooting started, where were you?" Puck asked.
"What?" Krofsky asked caught off guard that Puck was still wondering where he was. "Guys your kidding right? There is a shooter outside and your interrogating me?" Krofsky asked getting defensive.
Santana walked up to Krofsky and grabbed his arm. "Come on Krofsky, just leave it." She said tightening her hold. Krofsky tugged his arm out of Santanas grip causing her to stumble to the side a bit.
"No Santana, I've had it up to here with this bitch." He said raising his hand above my head to show the height, that he apparently has put up with me for.
"I feel like your hiding something. Your story doesn't add up." I calmly say trying to stand my ground.
"What story? I told you where i was and everything! Your making shit up!" He said starting to yell.
"Woah just, everyone calm the fuck down and shut up! The shooter is in the fucking hall!" Puck snapped to us.
Krofsky turns around walking back to Santana. "Were leaving, i can't deal with these idiots." He says reaching out to grab Santanas arm. I was faster and grabbed her, pulling her away from him.
"Hell no, me and Puck have been looking for her since this shit started. We got shot at and everything. She's coming with us to Quinn. I say pulling her behind me.
Puck goes to walk up to us to, but Krofsky grabbed the fabric of his t-shirt by his shoulder and pulled him back. Causing Puck to also stumble into a set of desks.
"No! I don't care if your a girl or boy, I will fuck you up. Santana is coming with me. Plus I'm sure she rather be with me then a lying slut like you Pierce." He said with a smirk.
I stared up at him. The room was quiet for a second then I felt Santana rip her arm from my hold and walk past me. She made sure to shoulder check me in my bad shoulder, I winced from the pain.
Krofsky grabbed her hand, leading her to the door. I look in discust at their hands, his are to big. It looks like a father holding his daughters hand. I continue to look him over, ew even from the back you can tell hes ugly.
"Santana please, trust me." I say, hoping shell listen.
"San." Puck says in a weak voice.
Santana looks to Puck giving him a regretful look, then she turns to me and her face hardens. She does not look happy. "Why would I ever trust you? Everything you put me through! Go die Pierce!" She finally says, her voice was low. Like the ones she uses against the football players when they try to hit on her.
I cant belive she told me to die. For everything I did for her, and for how she treated me? The hell she talking about. Cus if its our relationship, then I should be the one angry. She dropped me, ignored me, called me names, spread rumors about me, and told everyone about my private home life, and i didn't even lie to her. Plus a slut? How can i be a slut when i was only sleeping with Santana when we were dating.
I watch in discust as they leave, how could she ever choose stupid Krofsky over me? Even his outfit is fucking stupid. They are about to exit the room when i notice something about his pants. A hole? Is this dude homeless or something? What kid comes to school with a rip in their pants, like the fuck?
I'm so angry, I can't even breathe properly. I start to pace around, oh how I wish I could beat that idiot up. And honestly I could care less about Santana, I knew she was a bitch. I should have listened to Emily.
"Fuck!" I yell out, i don't even care about the shooter anymore. I walk up to one of the walls and slide down. I bring my knees up to my chest and hug them, barrying my head into my knees. I try really hard but i couldn't help it. I start to cry.
"Welp so much for helping Santana." Puck says trying to brighten my mood. "I know you really do care about her, and shes probably just confused-." He says when i cut him off.
I scoof. "Whatever Puck, she rather be with that fucker. Go ahead, i don't care anymore." I said trying to move my arm, but pain just shoots up my arm.
"To be honest i don't think i have ever seen her be so nice to you. Well not since you guys were dating." Puck said.
"I just dont get it, like we were just in the hall why didnt we see Krofsky?" I asked, all this thinking was starting to give me a head ache.
"I dont know bro, maybe he was in a classroom?" Puck asked.
"They were all locked, im sure he would have heard the shooting." I said
"Did he even say anything about your shoulder?" Puck asked scratching his head.
"No but he saw it, i thought i saw him smirk and everything." I said getting more frustrated. "I kinda get how she wouldn't want to stay with me, you know cus she hates me for some reason. But to not stay with you? You guys are like siblings, if i had to choose i would choose my sister over my girlfriend any day."
Puck pulls Santanas phone from his pocket and unlocks it. "Hmmm, well here he said he was in the gym, then told San to go to science hall, then he messaged San to meet in the english hall. He sounded really demanding." Puck said scrolling through the messages.
"Seriously Puck, i dont care anymore. They left." I said giving up.
"B, i know she chose him, but this doesn't feel right for me. I think we missed something." He said now pleading with me.
I sighed and nodded for him to continue. "So, like i said. Krofsky said he was in the gym, then told San to go to science hall, then he messaged San to meet in the english hall. But not once did we reply to his texts, but he somehow always ended up where we went. Thats weird." Puck said thinking really hard.
I watched Puck, and can i just say he looks hilarious when he focuses. His eyebrows are knit together, he also puts a finger to his chin like they do in the movies. I laugh and he turns to me sighing. "B, please just try."
"Fine! Um." I said thinking. "Well he told us he was in the hall to the cafe, its right where that closet is, where we hid from the shooter. Its funny, cus I actually saw the shooter in that hall when i ran to the change rooms. I even looked inside the gym. No one, girls must have been changing to get in there, but there were cheerios to." I said still confused.
"Well i know some kids have gym class before lunch. And if you think about it, Krofsky texted San to meet in the science hall before we even got to the closet. So him getting there after us doesn't make any sense. Because he would have already been there. Plus it wouldn't take that long even if he did come from the gym. Like you ran from the cafe, to the change room, to the hall with the closet and still got to the english hall before him." He said now swinging his legs.
"Yea, like what was he doing? And how did he get down the hall without getting shot at? He showed up just a few minutes after we ran in, like how?" I said.
"Don't forget him demanding San to meet him here. Thats weird, then he popped up at our door? We were trying every door to see if it was open, with trying each door it makes sounds. I don't remember hearing any noises." Puck said.
"Wait, so he lied about his story? It doesn't add up. He showed up like 5 minutes after we got into the room. And we didn't hear him call or try to open up other doors in the hall, he just walked up to ours?" I said thinking if i missed anything.
"Yea, Didn't San say the shooter was following her? She didn't say if he shot at her or not. How long did he follow her for?" Puck asked.
I sighed. "I don't know Puck, i didn't think of these questions when she appeared from the desk. But all i know is that he's hiding something. Ugh i hate that idiot." I started to rub my eyes, gosh I'm tired.
"Yea, he's an ass. What he did to you was dumb, in fact he's just stupid period. After i left you in the nurses office, i went back to change and he was bragging to the boys about Santana still. I got so angry, cus you know, Sans like my little sister, and your my bro. So i started to shoved that idiot. I caught him off guard and he fell back tripping over one of his idiot friends. His pants got caught on his locker door and ripped. Like what an idiot." Puck says laughing.
"Yea, hes a new breed of humans. Like i swear i loose brain cells when im around him." I said laughing.
"Yea." Puck says also laughing. We continue to giggle until we go quiet and we just sit there in the silence.
I think again about everything. Going over all facts, how did he get here so fast, and nock on our door first- Wait!
"Puck?" I ask, going over my facts again.
"Yea?" Puck asks looking from Sans phone to me.
"The shooter was already in the science hall when we got there." I said looking at my feet.
Puck was still on Sans phone, now going through her pictures. "Yea I know, we had to use my phone to distract him so we could try the doors." He said in monotone. I dont think he was listening.
"Dude! He shot at us in that hall, we saw the shooter turn the corner as we got in this room. He probably saw us." I said lifting my head to look at Puck.
"Well yea, its a possibility." Puck said as he brought his attention from Sans phone to me. "But if he saw us, then why didn't he come and attack us again, I mean he shot you once. Why not again?" Puck asked.
"Maybe he did come to shoot us, but once he heard Santana he switched up his roles." I say standing up.
"What? Switching roles? What do you mean?" Puck asked confused.
"What I'm trying to say, is I think Krofsky is the shooter, and I'm going to prove it." I say in a determined tone.
I walk towards the door. "Where are you going?" Puck asks pocketing Sans phone and following me.
"Well I had a theory, but you just gave me an idea. I need to prove Krofsky is the shooter" I said turning left, towards the science hall.
"What? But we dont know if he is the shooter!" Puck said.
"Okay fine, hypothetically, San said the shooter was chasing her right? And at first sight of us the shooter shot. I'm sure San would have said if she got shot at. But I-." I say cutting myself off as we both stop abruptaly looking down the hall to an opend classroom.
"Uuhhhh, I don't remember that classroom being open." Puck said from behind me. He then points to the opend classroom, the door was slightly opened.
"No?" I said confused. "They were all locked, we tried them all until we got to the class San was in. Is it possible?" I asked starting to walk towards it
Puck follows close behind. "A Student?" He asks.
"No, no keys to unlock it." I reply back as we reached the door. I peaked inside just incase if someone was inside.
"Teacher?" Puck asks again, he was now leaning over me to also look in.
"No all on lunch break." I reply, as I slowly step inside the room.
"Custodian?" He asks again also looking around.
"Nope, nothing has been cleaned in here. Still papers on the floor. Plus I'm sure everyone is on lunch break, no one is on the second floor besides us." I reply, looking back to Puck. "And everything looks normal here." I say pointing with both hands to the regular after class classroom.
"Hmmm. This is fucked B, like next level shit. What about a ghost." Puck asks still looking around.
"Puck come on, no games. This is serious, how did this door open without ke-" I say cutting myself off when I look to the teachers desk. "Dude, are those not coach Beasts keys?" I say walking to the desk and grabbing the set of keys that have a whistle attached.
"Oh yea, they are. I wonder how they got her- OH SHIT!" Puck says. "Holly shit, the shooter had keys, must have been him. Oh God, oh God." Puck said starting to freak out.
"Dude chill, we have them now. Which means he can't get into rooms anymore." I say putting the keys in my pocket.
"Well why were they in here?" Puck asked.
"No clue, we dont know for sure but I think the shooter had them." I said walking back to the door.
"Come on let's go." I say, I dont hear Puck behind me so I turn to see where he is. I turn to see Puck eating a chocolate bar.
I tilted my head with an amused smile. "Where the fuck did you get that?" I asked
He shrugged and spoke with a mouth full of chocolate. "Mrs Henderson always has chocolate in her desk, look." Puck says waving me over to him.
"What? No way, I want one." I say pushing him to the side to grab one. Except there are none left.
Puck just laughs. "Sorry B, I guess I had the last one." He continues to laugh.
"Fuck you Puck." I say shoving him then walking back to the door.
"Well im sure she has some in her other drawer. "He says opening the other drawer. I watch waiting for him, hoping he'll hurry up.
"Puck, come on!" I hiss at him, we still don't know where the shooter is.
"Dude, who stores a Halloween mask in their desk." Puck says lifting the mask and a black sweater from the drawer.
"I dont know dude, just put it back. Let's go!" I hiss at him again.
He stood there frozen for a second. I watched him in confusion. I looked back and forth from Puck to the mask and sweater in his hands, then it clicked.
"SHIT!" "FUCK!" We both scream at the same time.
In reflex Puck tosses the item away from him landing on the floor infront of me. "Is that?" Puck asks.
"Oh my God. The shooter is a student! Wait does this mean?" I say
"We were right." Puck says breathing heavily, I guess both of us screaming caused us both to jump.
"Its Krofsky, it has to be. I mean, it makes sense, now we have proof." I say happily then in a panic. "Shit its Krofsky, and he has San!" I say starting to pace.
"Shit, shit, shit. Fuck, fuck, shit, fucking shit. Oh my fucking God, we, we need to, shit. Wait, thats crazy, we were in the room with him why didn't, why, why not shoot us and take San. Why wait?" Puck said rambling.
"I dont know, but it makes sense, he was in the gym, then the hall by the cafe where I saw him earlier, which must be when San ran inside. He was following her the whole time, and when she ran from the closet and didn't go to the science hall, which is where Krofsky told her to go. He was in that hall, he must of followed us, but how did he know we were in that specific room?" I asked still a little confused.
Puck snapped his fingers and pointed to me. "Dude, you and San were yelling. He must have heard you from the hall, maybe then he ran back a few classes and took off the mask and sweater and ran back in a panic. It makes sense, cus he got the keys from the gym before the shots even went off." Puck said walking towards me.
I turned and started down the hall towards the science hall, Puck hot on my tail.
"Wait, B. Im pretty sure they went that way." Puck said pointing down the hall in the opposite direction we were now going, which is not the way Krofsky and Santana went. "Knowing San, she'll try and hide in the choir room." He said still jogging behind me.
"Hold on, I just wana check something." I said turning down the science hall and up to an opend room.
"Dude we dont have time for this!" Puck said now getting frustrated.
"Dude just, just trust me." I say looking around.
"I love you B, I really do. But how is this gonna help to find San, who knows what he's doing to her right now." Puck said from the door.
I was now on my hands and knees looking around the floor. "Dude! I wana make sure its Krofsky." I said also getting frustrated.
"How?" He asked.
I got up from the floor and turned to Puck. "Well for one whoever the shooter is, they took your phone. If im correct, then we can use mine to track yours to see where they are." I said wiping mine out and opening it. I go to open the app 'find my iPhone' and pressed on Pucks number.
It took a second but then it popped up. "Shit!" Puck said.
"Okay, let's make our way to the auditorium." I say as I lead the way. We both run in panic.
We got about halfway and hit a 4 way opening that leads to other hallways when someone steps in front of me causing me to bump into them. But since i was running so fast, my body kept going and i grabbed their waist. I was basically dragging them infront of me, until i finally stopped and looked to who i just dragged through the hall.
Boy was i surprised to see hazel eyes look back into mine. "Quinn?" I say.
"Shit Brittany, you scared me!" She said placing her hand over her heart.
"Sorry, we were just running, and you came out of nowhere." I said catching my breath.
"Why were you running? Did you see the shooter?" She asks walking into me a little bit, as if seeking protection.
"No, yes, well no. Kinda. We um, its a long story." Puck says getting stuck with his words.
"We did see the shooter earlier, then we lost him. But we need to find Santana, its a long story but let's go, well tell you when we get-" I say getting cut off by a gasp.
"What the fuck is that?" Quinn asks pointing to my shoulder. "Did you? Did you get shot? Britt, did you get fucking shot!" She started to yell.
Its to much to get into detail, we need to save Santana. "Yea Quinn." I say grabbing her shoulders. "Listen, ill tell you everything. But Santana is in danger! We need to get to her now!" I say looking her dead in the eye.
See usually i never talk seriously, i don't think i have ever said something without adding a joke or a sequel comment to it. Quinn knew this, she knew me. So she just nodded and agreed.
"Okay, but later your telling me everything-" She says getting cut off by a loud shots.
Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
All three of us looked from the hall that led to the auditorium to each other.
"Was that?" Puck asked
"Santana." I said, my voice sounding weak. "Its Santana."
We all booked it down the hall, all i could think of was if she was okay.