Gary made his way over to Miranda as fast as he could. He carried on crying out her name. He slowly bent down, soaking his knees and legs in the spilled vodka.
"I'm scared" Miranda cried weakly.
"I'll get you out of here... I promise..." Gary cried taking off his shirt and putting the clean part that didn't have his own blood on her stomach, trying to stop the bleed.
"Your hurt"
Gary looked down at his chest. It was a rather large cut.. very deep, he grabbed the dish cloth off of the table and soaked it in the vodka. He took a deep breathe and putt he cloth over his wound.
His screams were agonised. His face clenched.
"Gary..."
"Ssh..." he paused. your gonna be fine. I promise..." He whispered trying to soothe her as he came up with a plan. He rubbed his thumb gently over her face.
"I'm gonna die aren't I?"
Gary burst out into a fresh set of tears. "Don't say that!" he shouted. "Your gonna be ok... you have to be! I cant live without you.." He needed to say it... "I love you! and when I get you out of here.. I'll marry you... and we can have our own little house... we can have kids... we can do everything..." he carried on crying. "I promise"
His tears dripped onto her face.
"You can't die" he repeated. His fingers rubbed over her face; "I love you!" he repeated.
"I love you too!" Miranda whispered.
"See, so hold on, and we can be together..." He cried.
Gary looked over and Jake, he was slowly stirring, he had to act now or risk loosing her. He pulled on the table to help him up. He felt weak and fell back down, knocking over another bottle of vodka. it smashed everywhere.
"I'll get you out!" he hobbled over to the counter and looked around for keys. He looked around desperately. but they was no where.
He turned back to Miranda. "Keep your eyes open!" he whispered going back to her.
Miranda carried on crying.
Gary grabbed hold of the table cloth and pulled it off, food splatted everywhere. He bent back down as much as he could in the agony he was in and wrapped Miranda in it.
"I'm sorry" He whispered. He gently pulled her up. laying her across his arms.
Miranda cried in pain.
"I'm so sorry" he repeated.
Blood continued to drip down his face and from his stomach. he felt ill and dizzy.
He headed towards the door. He kicked at it furiously, trying to get out. he then started shoulder barging it as much as he could with all his strength, that still didn't work.
"Hold on" he sat Miranda on a chair. He kissed her head before picking up another chair and throwing it violently at the window.
The glass shattered and went everywhere. The blind was ripped down from its track. He then swooped everything off of the cabinet. everything smashing and shattering as it hit the wall.
outside;
"CONTACT!"
Everyone watched as a bare chested Gary climbed out of the window holding Miranda. He struggled, the agonising pain took over. He fell.
He hit the ground at Miranda fell on top of him.
they both cried.
"GARY!"
Clive ran at the tape.
Police men grabbed him and held him back.
"HE NEEDS OUR HELP! HES HURT!" Clive screamed struggling to get through.
"But Jake's at the window. cant you see?! now sir please step back" the police man shouted.
Clive continued to struggled and ended up in the back of a police car locked in.
"Going somewhere?!"
Gary looked up at Shrug desperately. "Let us go!" Gary begged.
Miranda was laid on the side of the path. crying.
Gary tried to get to his feet desperately.
BANG!
Gary cried out in agony as his foot bled.
"GARY" Miranda cried.
Gary couldn't speak through the agony of all his wounds. He couldn't breathe.
Miranda reached for his hand and he took it with what little strength he had left.
"Remember, I want a diamond ring!" Miranda teased weakly.
Gary gave her a limp smile.
inside;
Jake looked around desperately.
it had finally dawned on him.
there was no escape.
He started to cry.
"I'M SORRY!" he screamed angrily throwing bottles everywhere.
His hands ragged at his head desperately.
he reached in his pocket; pulling out a lighter.
He looked around, the place was full of spilled spirits...
he may as well finish the job...
outside;
"Hold on Gary... Please.."
Gary's eyes were slowly closing...