Lucas
"Brooke! Brooke!" I shook her frantically, but to no avail. Her face was as white as a sheet and her pulse was terrifyingly weak.
I quickly scooped her in my arms. I had to get us out of there.
Trying to be agile, I nimbly made my way to the library doors. I had to lay her on the ground to get rid of the chairs blocking the entrance. I puffed as I tried to get them out quickly, the fast pace making me feel slower. I gave a sigh of relief when I had managed to move all the obstacles out of the path.
Grabbing her again, I pushed us out of the heavy doors. And that's when the doors banged into each other making the most deafening noise ever.
I squeezed my eyes shut, stupidly hoping that if I shut them tight enough, the door banging would turn to fiction. Sadly, I wasn't that lucky.
As if on cue, Jimmy walked towards us. The gun fired up and aimed at us.
"Hey, where do you think you're going?!" He yelled. I could see him flinching. I knew Jimmy Edwards briefly. He was not that kind of kid. But, that didn't mean that the weapon he held in his hand wasn't deadly. My main aim was to get my Pretty Girl out of school, right then!
"She's bleeding, Jimmy." I stopped at the door and told him worriedly.
"The school's on lockdown!" He yelled.
"I know, Jim. But if I don't get her outta here, she's gonna die." I tried to make him understand.
"I didn't mean to hurt her." He sniffled. "We know that, Jimmy. Please, Jimmy, just... please just let her go and... you and I can talk about this. She's hurt, Jimmy." I tried to bargain.
"I really didn't mean it!" He cried again.
"Why don't you just hand me that gun, Jimmy, and we can just get out of here." I tried.
"I can't." He struggled.
"Jimmy, I promise you. It gets better. I feel you Jimmy. I really do. I felt stabbed when Brooke and I went through what we did. But it is all okay now Jim. Things have a way of working out. You need to give it some time Jim." I explained as deftly as I could. Brooke was running out of time and I wasn't ready to lose her yet.
"Not this." He answered shaking his head. "It can't."
"It does, Jimmy. That pain in your stomach, that pain in your heart – it goes away! That voice in your head that's saying there's no way out; it's wrong, Jimmy! Would you please just believe me; it gets better."
"It won't! Not after this! I can't take this back! I can't erase this! She's gonna die!" He yelled as he looked at the lifeless beauty in my arms.
"You can change it Jimmy. Her life lies in your hands. You can still save her Jimmy."
"I just... just wanted them to like me!" He said as he slowly fell to his knees.
"I understand. It's what all of us want." I answered.
"Uhh! What am I doing? What did I do!" He started holding his head as he looked around frantically. "I killed her! Ahhhh!"
"It's gonna be okay. All we need to do is get her to the paramedics standing outside, and then this will all be over." I coaxed him. I could feel Brooke's body getting colder in my hands, even though they were practically numb now.
"But it hurts! It hurts! It always hurts!" He yelled while smacking himself on the chest.
"Please Jimmy! Please!" I begged him.
"I'm sorry." He replied weakly before turning. the gun on himself.
"NO!" I replied.
However, I was too late. The gunshot rang loudly through the school, making death a loud noise rather than a lurking silence.