"You heard me. Shoot her."

"What? No! Are you fucking crazy!?"

"Shut up and do it!"

He grabbed be from behind and held the knife at my throat. My breathing became rapid.

"Do it…..or you die."

"No…..I-I can't."

"Do you want to die!?"

"No! I'm not going to shoot her!"

"Put the gun on her head," I wouldn't do it. No way. "Do it!" I slowly lifted my hand and put the gun to her head. "Now shoot,"

"No,"

"Fine," He said laughing maniacally. It was really creepy. "You must really love this girl. You're giving your life for her,"

Suddenly the doors bust open. Fidget kid jumped causing him to slice my throat.

"Freeze! Los Angeles Police! Put your hands up!"

I could feel him lift his hands off of me and I fell to the ground. Everything went blurry for a second and then went completely black.

I looked around the room in shock. After the police came in they took away Fidget kid. I still haven't figured out his real name. When they came in he jumped and the knife on Ashley's throat slipped. My breath caught in my throat when that happened. She fell to the ground and closed her eyes. I rushed to her side while the police cuffed Fidget kid. She had blood coming out of the cut. I put my hand over it to try to stop it but I took it away because I was worried it would choke her. I looked at my hand and noticed how much blood there actually was.

"There she is!" I look over at the classroom entrance and see 3 people rushing over to us with a stretcher. They load Ashley on and then take her away. I'm left standing there speechless.

The teacher had us all call our parents to go home or just drive home ourselves. I went outside and got in my car. I pulled out my cell phone and called my mom.

"Hello?"

"Mom? Something happened,"

"I know I saw it on the news! I've called your phone 5 times. Are you okay?"

"Yeah I am but Ashley isn't,"

"Is she okay? What's wrong with her?" for someone who isn't nice to Ashley she sure cares a lot about her.

"I don't think so. Did you hear about everything?"

"All I heard was that there was a kid with a gun,"

"Well that's not all. I'll explain later but right now I have to get to the hospital."

"Okay I'll see you there."

I hung up and drove to the hospital. People honked at me and screamed cuss words out of their windows. I guess when you're scared you tend to drive a little recklessly. I parked and ran inside. I went up to the receptionist to find out about Ashley.

"Hi is Ashley Davies here?"

"She was just brought in. Who are you?"

"I'm Spencer Carlin, her girlfriend."

"I'm really sorry but we're not aloud to let anyone that's not family see the patients,"

"She's with me," I turn around and find my mother walking toward me.

"Oh, yes Dr. Carlin."

"Come on Spencer," She led me to a private room and sat down.

"Is she okay?"

"She's in surgery right now but Spencer you've got to know…….she lost a lot of blood. The cut wasn't really deep but it was deep enough to……"

"To what?"

"To kill her,"

My heart stopped.