Hey kids!

First of all, I just want to say a HUGE thank you to you guys for getting this story to 400 reviews. that's insane. absolutely insane.

I feel like I should do something special to say thank you..

Anyway, this story will (unfortunately) be coming to an end soon. And by soon I mean in roughly two chapters.

I'm having trouble thinking of an ending, so leave me a review if you have any ideas :{)

This one's intense.

Enjoy

xo

The only sound in the filthy, dingy living room was the rapid beating of the teenager's hearts, and their heavy breathing filling the air. No one moved. No one dared to twitch a muscle as they watched the scene unfold in front of them.

Stanley grasped his hand to his chest as he dramatically fell to his knees on the dirty, wooden floor beneath him. His eyes widened as he gasped for breath, blood seeping through his fingers and dripping onto the floor in front of him. He gasped one more long, painful, heaving breath before he finally collapsed face-down onto the floor.

Simultaneously, the teenager's eyes left Stanley's body and moved upward to find out who had fired the shot that possibly could have ended their terror once and for all. No one was prepared, however, when they looked up and found who was holding the gun.

Cat.

The redhead's hands were quivering and her eyes hadn't left Stanley's body. Her lips trembled and her eyes teared up as her baby brown eyes focused on her own hands holding the heavy gun between them.

Suddenly, the teenagers jumped in fright as another gun shot was fired. Cat screamed and dropped her gun, assuring herself she hadn't shot... again. Her gun fell to the floor as Beck let out a pained gasp as he doubled over and collapsed to the ground, clutching his arm. Jade fell to her knees beside him, her eyes wide with panic. She moved his hand away from his arm and she gasped.

"Oh my god," she whimpered, realising that her boyfriend had actually been shot. She turned her head and found Jessica lying on the floor, weakly grasping another gun which must have been hidden somewhere on her person. "You bitch!" Jade screamed across to Jessica, finally speaking back unlike before when she had been too terrified to speak up.

Beck groaned and moved to grasp his arm again, looking down at his injury. He cursed at the pain and held his arm tighter, finding that it hurt less if he put pressure on it.

The front door suddenly flew open and revealed David plus a squad of armed police officers who filed into the small living room. They looked down at Stanley before their attention was turned to Jessica.

"Drop the weapon!" David screamed, pointing his gun down at Jessica.

Jessica ignored the demand and moved to point her gun at him, unknowing that it would be the last thing she ever did as David instantly fired his gun at her, the bullet hitting her right in the chest.

Across from Jessica, Robbie grabbed Cat and shielded her face in his chest. He swallowed hard as he felt her entire body shaking in his arms, "It's okay, it's okay," he whispered as she began to sob into his shirt, "It's over."

Immediately, the officers moved in over to Stanley and Jessica to assess the situation. The teenagers held their breaths as they watched the officers, praying that they would hear the news they had been longing to hear for the longest time. Finally, after what seemed to be hours, David stood up straight and turned to the teenagers.

"They're dead."

As soon as the words left his mouth, an enormous and terrifying weight was removed from the teenager's shoulders. They could finally breath again. It almost felt too good to be true. After all this time, Stanley was finally dead. He wouldn't bother them again. He wouldn't find them ever again. He was dead.

Cat sobbed harder at the news. She didn't know how to feel. Yes, she was happy that the monster was finally gone, but... she killed him. She was the one who pulled the trigger. She was the one who shot him. She was the one who killed him. The thought that she killed a man would haunt her forever. The look in Stanley's eyes as he took his last breath... that image would never leave her mind.

Jade helped Beck up as he staggered to his feet. He cursed at the pain in his arm but did his best to ignore it as Jade collapsed into his chest, her sobs bouncing off of Beck's chest. Beck wrapped his good arm around her tightly and nuzzled his face into her hair as the relief flooded through his body.

He pressed a lingering kiss to her forehead, "It's over, baby," he breathed, as his eyes fell onto Stanley's body, "It's over."

A heavy sob left Jade as she nodded, turning her head to look at Stanley's limp, lifeless body as more tears filled her eyes. She shook her head and buried her face back in Beck's chest.

In the corner of the room, Tori watched on with wide eyes. Her hands were clasped to her mouth as she watched Stanley's body being moved. Tears filled her eyes and slid down her cheeks as she realised that they were finally free. She jumped in fright as two arms slid around her waist, but a small smile appeared on her lips as she looked down and found the two familiar arms she knew and loved.

Andre.

"You okay?" he breathed, his voice shaky as his arms tightened around her.

She took in an uneasy breath before nodding slowly, "I'm good."

Tori looked across the room and caught Robbie's eye. He smiled warmly at her and she smiled back before beginning to make her way over to him with Andre as two officers made their way over to Beck and Jade to assess Beck's arm and Jade's hand. Robbie opened his free arm and embraced Tori as Andre lovingly stroked Cat's hair as the redhead sobbed softly into Robbie's shoulder.

"You guys are okay?" Tori checked as she hugged Robbie tightly.

Robbie nodded softly, "We're okay."

The teenagers looked up as David made his way over to them, "We're gonna get you kids to the hospital to make sure you're okay. Don't worry, you're safe now," he smiled softly before several officers began to escort the teens off the premise.

Beck and Jade were led outside first, both sighing at the feel of fresh air upon their skin at last before they were rushed into a police car. Cat and Robbie were next before Tori and Andre came last.

As they walked out the front door, Tori took one last glance over her shoulder to the scene behind her. Shivers ran down her spine at the sight of Stanley's cold lifeless eyes staring up at her from the floor. She closed her eyes and turned as she left the house, knowing that image would forever haunt her, just like everything that had taken place.

There was no doubt that she, and everyone else, would never forget what happened.

Ever.