Hey! I finally updated! Joy for all of you who are reading this. I left quite the suspenseful ending dangling in the air last chapter. I still do not have the story set in stone, so reviews are deeply appreciated! Love you all! ~DS22
The voice made Damian feel like nothing he had ever experienced before. He could practically feel the words setting dread in a deep part of his heart. For Damian knew that voice. That was the man who, all those weeks ago, had killed Damian's mother and father. Looking at the passed out girl in his arms, Damian quickly propped her up against a chair and rushed behind Coach Sylvester's desk.
Once he found what he was looking for he muttered under his breath, "Just as I thought. Coach Sylvester is the only faculty member (he did not consider her a teacher) who would keep a gun in her desk." Pulling off the stick note that read 'USE TO KILL GLEE CLUB' Damian rushed back to Lindsay's side as she began to wake up.
"What's going on, Damian? I just had the oddest dream. Coach Sylvester and I were talking, and then she just collapsed on her desk."
Lindsay glanced up at the still figure of Damian and saw the gun in his hand. She bent her torso to look around him but before she could scream a strong hand was over her mouth.
"Don't scream, Linds. He might come back."
"Good God! What happened?" She frantically whisper yelled.
"A man is in the school. He killed Coach, probably with some sort of poison. You have to listen to me now, Lindsay. This man is a killer and he will not hesitate to shoot anyone he sees. Do not leave this room. I'll be back in a few minutes." Before he could take two steps Lindsay grabbed his hand and spun him around. She instantly bombarded him with questions.
"How do you know about this guy? What happened to Coach? Jesus, Damian! Where did you get a gun? You can't really leave this room if you are telling me not to! Who do you think you are? I just saw a woman die in front of me, and you expect me to sit in the same room as her body? What is wrong with you, Damian?"
"Lindsay," Damian said, putting a hand on her shoulder, "Calm down. I know this guy from… prior experiences. Coach Sylvester was more than likely poisoned." Lindsay's eyes filled with tears when he said this. "I found the gun in Coach Sylvester's desk, and that is why I can leave the room, but you can't. I have a gun to protect myself, while all you would have is your own two hands. I realize it would be quite weird to sit in a room with a dead body," Damian trailed off, sinking into his memories, remembering that horrible voice/
Flashback WARNING: if you don't like reading about death, skip the flashback.
He was sitting in a dark room with his mother and father. A man wearing a black hood walked in holding a knife in one hand and a gun in the other. He approached Damian and his parents twirling the knife, and then in the middle of a twirl stabbed the knife into his father's stomach. His mother let out a strangled cry of agony. At the sound the man turned and looked at her. Lifting his gun, the man pulled the trigger. The bullet, instead of hitting the mother, slammed into Damian's outstretched arms, crossed over his chest. His mother immediately grabbed him in a tight embrace and did not let go until a second bullet soared out of the man's gun and sunk deep into her chest. With Damian's mother dead, the man turned to Damian's father, who was writhing on the ground due to the painful stab. With a nonchalant shrug, the man tossed his gun across the room and advanced on Damian's father. Drawing his knife again, the man continuously stabbed into the near lifeless father. Damian, seizing an opportunity, grabbed the discarded gun and aimed at the man's head. Once he pulled the trigger and felt the gun recoil, Damian's aim went amiss. Instead of a bullet to the head, the man fell to the ground grabbing his left leg. With a single cold and sneering glance backwards at the terrified boy, the man hobbled out the window with a crash. Damian ran to his father's side, tears flowing freely. Damian's father looked up at him and said the words that rang through Damian's ears and pushed into his aching heart. Damian's father looked at his son and said, "Damian, my boy, I am so proud of you. You fine, fine man. You did well. I will always be proud." And with those words, Damian's father took a last shuddering breath and died in his son's arms.
End Flashback Brief summery if anyone skipped. A guy came to Damian's house and killed his parents.
"Damian! Damian!" Lindsay was saying his name and snapping in front of his face. Damian looked up ate her. "What?"
"You just zoned out for a minute… Are you feeling alright? You look pale." Damian slumped into a chair and put his head in his hands. "Lindsay," He said her name with such pain in his voice that she could not resist the urge to slide into the chair next to him and slip her arms around his now shaking shoulders. He looked up at her with tears falling out of his eyes. "Lindsay, I am the reason he's here. I'm why he is in America."
Lindsay looked at him, not accusingly, but compassionately. "No you're not. What would make you think that? Guys like this, like him, they do bad things because they are bad people. You are not the reason he is here."
"I am, though. Almost three months ago the very same man shot my mom dead and stabbed my dad to death. Lindsay, he is here for revenge on me. See this scar?" He said, holding out his right forearm. "I took a bullet for my mom before he killed her. I bet he still walks with a limp from that day. When he was," Damian hesitated for a moment, "…hurting my dad, I shot him in the leg. I remember the terrifying look he gave me before he crashed through the window. For weeks I couldn't get that look out of my head. That was when I moved to America to live with my aunt. There was nobody left for me to go to in Ireland. Leaving my childhood home was one of the hardest and most painful decisions I ever have had to make. Now that man is here to exact his revenge and kill me. I have to find him before he kills anyone else, or people will die because I couldn't shoot a gun. But now I can, and I most definitely will. I have to find him Linds. I have to." And with those words Damian marched out of the room, gun at the ready. Still in shock, Lindsay barely heard the man's cold voice announce, "Why Damian, I just made your search much easier. For I have come and found you."
OH NO! The strange man found Damian and Lindsay! What will happen next? Who is the mystery man? A participant from TGP? A family member of Damian's? IS IT SOMEONE RETURNED FROM THE DEAD? Leave a review and tell me what you think! Sam and Marissa will reappear soon with Hannah and Cameron! Tell me how I'm doing and make some suggestions! Happy holidays to everyone! (Even if I am a little late^_^)