Chapter Four

I glanced over at Jasper, eyes wide and my stomach churning and a chill going down my spine, "What the fuck..." I whispered. I expected someone to jump out and say it just a joke. Screams could still be heard from the hallway. And a few students clung to each other and cried silently.

"Edward..." Jasper whispered, his voice shaking, he scooted closing towards me, hugging his knees tighter. I just wanted to grab him and hold him and let him know that I wouldn't let anything happen to him.

Mr Steinmetz, my Biology teacher, was up against the wall, next to the door. He was trying to look brave, but his body language was telling a different story, "Class this door is not locking, we need to make our way to the next classroom." He peered through the little square window on the door, "Ok, very quietly stand up and move towards the door"

I stood up, my knees shaking, I brushed my fingers across Jasper's, I guess I was searching from comfort too. The class made their way towards the teacher, "Ok, we are going walk to the next class... Please, be quiet" His voice was a whisper.

He very slowly opened the door, sweat pooling on this forehead. He peaked down the hall, "Ok... Lets go..."

I felt uneasy with Jasper and I trailing behind the class, but I resisted the urge to sprint down the hall. Jasper nerviously peared behind his should, "Edward..." He cried.

I glanced back and noticed a pale hand with a black object, turning the corner. And that's when I knew we would die trying to get to the next class, "Come on" I whispered, grabbing his hand and making a quick left into the library. Since these door has no locks, no one was in here. I ran, pulling Jasper along, and we ducked under the farthest table.

I saw tears running down his palor face, "Jas, don't cry" I rubbed his hand with my thumb, "We will get out of here" I was determined.

Jasper stifled his cries with his hand as we heard the gun discharge and it sounded close, "Edward... I think I'm going to be sick" He whispered, voice shaking.

"Its alright..." My hand rubbing his back, despite the circumstances, I enjoyed having my hands on him. I prayed that the gun man wouldn't be able to hear Jasper if he got sick.

We watched the gun man walk past the library door, quickly glancing around. I held my breath, while Jasper had a tight hand on his mouth. He started to continue to walk by, but a squeak escaped Jasper's lips.

He quickly turned and made his way into the library. He was young, maybe a freshman? But I'd never seen him before. I grabbed Jasper and held him close as the gunman got closer and closer.

I couldn't believe it... My life was over at age eighteen. I promised myself that if my life was spared that I would be a good person; that I would be honest. And my mind switched over to Jasper and my arms holding him and I knew I could never live without him.

I watched as he bent down to check under tables and that's when our eyes locked on each other.

Fuck!

I tried to maneuver myself in front of Jasper. If anyone deserved to die out of the both of us, it was me. As I was trying to put my body in front of him, I heard the loudest 'bang' you could imagine, it made my ears ring. I'm dead

I opened my eyes when I didn't feel any pain, but heard Jasper cry out in pain. The gun man ran back into the hall, probably spooked by the sirens that were right outside the window.

Jasper held a hand over his leg, crying out in pain; blood pooling underneath him.

"Jas, shhh. shhh... I got you." I quickly pulled off my shirt and held it to the bleeding wound, "He ran off.. You will be okay"

He withered underneath the pressure of my hands, "Oh my god! He cried, "It hurts so bad!" I could see the color slowly draining from his face.

"Jas!" with my other arm, I pulled him onto my lap, "Stay with me" I begged.

His sobs cut through me like a knife, "Edward!" His bloody arms clinging onto me, tears soaking my shirt.

After a few minutes, I could tell he was losing strength rapidly, he was no longer crying and his eyelids were starting to shut.

"Jasper, stay awake, please" I begged, tears now running down my own face, "Somebody help us!" I yelled, "Please! We need help!" I was frantic.