Chapter Eight: Blake and Aaron-Shoot Out Part 1
-JACKSON'S P.O.V-
I watched in horror as two kids in my classroom jumped out the window. Some other kids started crawling towards the window. The shooter must have noticed for he started to shoot at any slight sound or movement.
I shook in fear as I hid behind my table. I saw a bullet hole in the window that was diagonal to my right. This was actually happening. I could actually die. I never realized that my life could end so shortly.
"Now, I want all of you to cooperate. If you don't say 'bye bye' to your brains" a deep voice said. It was easy to tell that the shooter was masking his voice on purpose. "Now, I want all your cell phones. Hold them out while I come to collect them."
I quickly pulled mine out of my pocket and tossed it out the open window. The battery was dead anyway. No one could call me and expect me to answer.
"What the hell was that for?"
I gulped as the barrel to the gun was pointed right at me, in between the eyes. I looked up at the shooter and saw that he wasn't that tall. He was wearing vans, shoes, and a black sweatshirt with the hood pulled up. Because of this, I couldn't tell who it was. I only saw the person, the tip of his nose on down.
"Th-the battery was dead" I stammered.
"And you expect me to believe you?" the shooter demanded, shaking. I didn't reply. The shooter let a smirk slide onto his face. "You don't want to die do you?"
"No" I whispered, shaking my head. The smirk on the shooter's face got wider.
"I have you freaked, don't I? Aw, did you piss your pants, little boy?" the shooter asked, mussing my hair.
"Shut up, man" I growled, batting his hand away. I cried out as he backslapped me with the but of the gun in his hand.
"I don't shut up, I grow up. And looking at you, makes me throw up" he growled. I felt blood start to trickle down the side of my head. He grabbed Thor's cell phone and continued through out the rest of my classmates. "You all make me throw up."
"Wh-what have we ever done to you?" a girl asked.
"What haven't you done to me?" the shooter asked, after he collected all the cell phones. He dropped them to the ground, stomping on each and every one until they broke. "You all knew I got bullied. But, you never did anything to help."
All of us fell silent. We knew that what the shooter said was true. We never really did anything to help him. I for one didn't help him because I was too busy chasing after girls, or hanging out with my buds, or just laughing and pointing at him. Who knew that would make someone snap?
"None of you helped and now you all are-"
He was cut off by a ring tone that was in the tune for a circus. He looked around, and annoyed look on his face. He stomped over to a guy who tried to shut off his phone. The shooter backslapped him and grabbed the phone. He flipped it open with his thumb.
"Open your eyes; your son's a dick!" he yelled into the phone. He threw the phone to the ground and stomped on it. Some kids took the opportunity to rush to the windows, opening it. The shooter looked up and started shooting shot after shot after shot. I looked at the open window.
'It's risky, but I have to get out of here alive' I thought to myself. I scrambled forward and pulled myself to the window. The glass to my right exploded. I covered my head so the glass wouldn't cut me and looked out. Sirens were in the distance. I hesitated, hearing the screams of pain and fear. I took a deep breath, and jumped out the window. . .
-MELODY'S P.O.V-
"Oliver, do something" I whispered, holding onto my leg.
"All right, all right, calm down" Oliver said, holding onto his arm.
He bent down and helped me to my feet. Tears were sliding down my face. I looked into Oliver's eyes. His eyes showed that he was scared, but his face didn't. I gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
"What was that for?" he asked quietly.
"Oh. . .um. . .for helping me" I said quietly, feeling myself blush. Oliver gave a small smile and put his arm around my waist. I leaned against him and we started down the hall.
"That guys said his accomplice was Blake" Oliver said quietly. Blake's my newest friend."
"He is?" I asked, my eyes wide.
"Well, he was. How could he think about hurting all these innocent people?" Oliver replied.
"People do crazy things when they're mad" I replied, as we started down the hall. "I hope Luke is ok."
"You said you were twins right?" Oliver asked, breathing heavily as he tried to, well, carry me down the hall.
"Yeah" I replied, stepping gingerly on my bad leg.
"Can you feel his pain too?" Oliver asked. "I heard in some cases multiples can feel each other's pain."
"Well, before the bullet entered my skin, and before the glass exploded, my leg was throbbing in pain. I think something happened to Luke" I replied. "Hold on, I need to rest."
"We can't stop now. We have to get to an exit and get to a doctor or something" Oliver replied. "I don't want anything bad to happen to you."
"Aw, that's so sweet, it's sickening."
I let out a small moan. Oliver and I stopped walking and came face to face with Aaron. . .
-MILEY'S P.O.V-
"What are we going to do?" I asked Jake, taking a hold of his hand. "He locked the door. We can't get out."
"There is another way out. But, it's really going to hurt us" Jake replied quietly.
"What do you mean?" another girl asked.
"Windows" Jake replied with a sigh.
"Are you nuts?! We're really high up" a guy cried.
"Hence why I said it's really going to hurt us. Broken bones, sprains, maybe death" Jake replied.
"Stop saying things like that" I whispered, tears starting to fall down my cheeks.
"Did he shoot anyone? You said his name was Blake. Did he shoot anyone?" another guys asked quietly.
"I don't know" I whispered, shaking my head.
"He doesn't have a record. He's a good student and a minor" another girl said, shaking her head.
"Yeah. Man, maybe this isn't… as bad as we think" Jake said quietly.
We all stared at him, then jumped as we heard shot after shot after shot and the screams of pain and fear that was somewhere nearby.
"You're kidding, right?" another girl asked after moment of silence. She chuckled, shaking her head. "The guy shot up a school!"
"Would you shut up?!" another guy asked.
"You shut up! I'm not lying for him" the girl shot back. "He pointed a gun at my head and threatened to kill me. I hope they fry his ass."
"What's wrong with you?" I asked, my voice shaking. Everyone turned to look at me as I started to cry harder. "He's just a kid. We're all… just kids and we just have this life and the things you say and do; we feel that!"
I sucked in deep breaths of air, trying to calm myself down. Jack squeezed my hand. "How can you have so much hate in your heart? How can you act like is doesn't matter? It does matter! What happened to us, huh? We're just… kids! We can't be like this. It's not possible." I bowed my head and let the tears fall down my cheeks.
Jake wrapped his arms around me. I felt him kiss the top of my head and heard him whisper soothing words into my ear. Then we heard footsteps headed down the hall; stopping outside our door. Then we heard it.
Evil, triumphant laughter.
That was right before gun shots were fired into the room. Everyone rushed towards the windows, opening them.
But, we all hesitated. . .
Wondering if we should actually jump out. . .
-LILLY'S P.O.V-
"What's your name?" I asked the two girls that were in the bathroom with Lucas and I.
"Amy" the girl with the bad leg whispered.
"Aly" the other girl whispered.
"OK, we're going to get you two out safely" Lucas said, nodding towards me. I nodded back in reply.
He and I headed towards the bathroom door and quietly pushed it open. We looked both ways down the hall twice before stepping out and motioning for Aly an Amy to follow us.
"Are you fit enough to walk?" Lucas asked, turning to Amy. She looked down at her leg.
"Damn it, it's still bleeding" she said, wiping away at the blood.
Lucas tilted his head to the side and clicked his tongue. I turned my head away so Lucas wouldn't see my red cheeks as he pulled his t-shirt up over his head.
He rolled up the shirt and wrapped it around Amy's leg. She squeezed her eyes as he tightened the shirt. He noticed her discomfort. "Sorry, but we have to apply pressure so the bleeding will stop."
"Do you hear that?" I asked, putting up my hand. Everyone stopped what they were doing. A smile came to Aly's face.
"Sirens. We're going to be all right" She said.
"Before we go ahead with leaving, I think we should say a silent prayer for those who have fallen" Lucas said quietly.
"That's a good idea" I said, feeling spark fly up my arm as I took his hand.
Aly and Amy joined out circle and we bowed our heads, sending god a silent prayer to those who died, to those who are injured, and to those who have been separated from a fmily member or friend.
"OK, we can't waste anymore time. We have to go" Lucas said, raising his head and wiping away his tears. "Are you guys fit enough to run if we have to?"
"Yes" Amy, Aly, and I whispered.
Lucas nodded and then kissed me on the cheek. He gave a small smile and started down the hall, Amy and Aly following. I lightly touched the spot where he kissed me and followed after the three of them, a smile working it's way onto my face.
I rounded the corner and rushed up to Lucas, Amy, and Aly. They were standing in place, frozen. I followed their gaze and saw that we were standing behind one of the shooters. The same one from the bathroom. But, who I saw over the shooter's shoulder made my heart stop. The shooter had a gun pointed at them.
It was Oliver. . .
A/N: Sorry about how short he chapter is. I'll hardly have any time to upload any chapters for the newt week because I'm taking exams. But, I'll try my hardest to find time to upload this fic.