The order is the same.
Chapter Six
Side of a Bullet
"I know what this mean!" Wendy exclaimed hoarsely. "Oh, my gosh…it finally make sense! I – I can end this all! I'm last in line…so I just have to kill myself! By shooting myself I will end this all! You guys can finally live your lives!"
"No!" Kevin exclaimed. "Wendy, you don't know what you're talking about! Stop!"
Wendy ran out of the bedroom, Kevin and Erin following swiftly. Wendy ran into her parents' bedroom, and Kevin scrambled after her, Erin struggling to keep up. Wendy's mother had always kept a shotgun in her nightstand in case of a robbery.
She pulled open the drawer and took out the gun, sobbing.
"Wendy, no!" Kevin exclaimed, grabbing at the gun. Wendy pulled it out of her reach. Erin, standing at the doorway, turned on the light to illuminate the dark room. Wendy ducked out of Kevin's reach and the gun went off, shooting a bullet into the lamp light bulb. The bulb exploded and the light went out, but not before a spark landed on the bed, setting it on fire.
"Run!" Erin hollered. Kevin grabbed the gun out of Wendy's hands and dragged Wendy out of the burning room. The three scrambled out of the house and into the growing night, collapsing in the yard. The whole house was on fire, a blazing inferno in the darkness.
Kevin, without thinking, dropped the gun on the ground and fell onto his back, panting with relief. Wendy snatched the gun up.
"No!" Erin screeched, reaching over and snatching at the gun just as Wendy pulled the trigger. It was too late. A bullet went flying into Wendy's stomach, and she collapsed in the grass.
"Call 911!" Erin bellowed. "She's still alive!" She knelt over Wendy's body as Kevin whipped out his cell phone and dialed 911, his fingers shaking. Wendy groaned in pain, giving Erin hope that she was still alive.
Kevin hurriedly explained the situation into the phone, and Erin felt herself sobbing. She had been doing a lot of that lately.
"Don't give up, Wendy," Erin babbled between sobs. "Come on, Wendy, keep breathing." She kept talking, not really hearing her voice.
Suddenly Ian flashed through her mind. Erin suddenly felt herself reliving the moments of Ian's death, of the interventions, of Julie's death, of the Tricentennial, all of the horrific moments that had led up to now.
Erin was shocked out of her reverie when an ambulance pulled up in front of the house and Wendy was pulled onto a stretcher by a few EMT's.
Adding some drama to the mix! Will Wendy survive? Have they finally beat Death? Geesh…I think I'm gonna finish this story in one day!