Chapter 11
I can feel Jack's strong hand around mine as he's pulling me down the hall and thats when I hear the gunfire again. I can't tell where it's coming from. We're running but my mind is all a blur, all I can feel is Jack's hand. We turn a corner and I can see the closet just ahead. We're almost in the clear. That's when I see the gunmen at the end of the hallway, watching out the door. His back is to us. Jack stops dead in his tracks. The closet is just mere feet away. We quietly inch toward the door slowly. All of a sudden there is gunfire from upstairs and a flood of students fill the stairwell. There's not a second to spare. Jack beats on the door.
"Joey! It's us, let us in, hurry."
He sounds frantic. Just as Joey pulls the door open, I see a look of pure terror on her face as Jack's hand loosens it grip on mine and he collapses. Everything is chaotic again, just like before people running, guns going off. All I care about is my best friend, my Jack. Joey helps me pull him into the closet. We shove everything we can find back against the door. Jack is bleeding from a wound in his side, there's so much blood, so much blood. I'm frozen. Joey grabs my shoulders.
"Jen, Jen! Snap out of it! Jack needs you."
I'm staring blankly at her, I'm lost.
Joey pulls her hoodie off and kneels next to Jack. She must be putting pressure on the wound to slow the bleeding.
"Jen, he's going to be fine, Jack is so strong. Trust me"
I collapse onto the floor on the other side of Jack, I cant do anything but cry. I grab his hand I rock back and forth hoping this is all just a nightmare.