Class of 09: One Desperate Act

Next chapter of my Class of 09 story, the brutal climax.

Disclaimer: I don't own Class of 09 or its characters.

Chapter 12

Jecka flinched, eyes going wide in horror, at the sound of the loud pop.

'That...that was a gunshot, how…?' Her mind raced.

She looked around, she couldn't see anyone else in the cafeteria, so she couldn't get any clarification. Then there were three more pops and Jecka no longer needed confirmation, those were indeed gunshots. Someone was shooting up the school. The only thing firing through Jecka's mind was to find somewhere to take cover at once. Her real terror however was that the sounds echoed around the cafeteria, she had no idea where the shooter actually was and feared running right into them. Still she didn't see any other choice, she had to act now. She ran towards the nearest door and stopped next to it, leaning in and listening, trying to slow her breathing so she could hear better. Then she heard the footsteps and knew she couldn't take the risk. She slipped away from the door and hurried to the other one, getting out of it just in time as she heard the door she had just been at opening. She quickly got out into the corridor and almost screamed in horror as she looked to her left and over at the corner where the two corridors met was Mr. Lorre, shot three times, that meant, unless one shot was a miss, one other person had been hit.

She soon got her answer when she found an empty classroom and got inside, trying to barricade herself in it, only to discover it wasn't as empty as she thought.

"Jecka?"

She flinched but recognized the voice and turned. "Emily?"

She started in horror at the shaggy haired blonde, who was clutching at her own gunshot wound.

"Oh my God, you-" Jecka gasped.

Emily grimaced and shook her head. "Jeffrey, freak's flipped out...Killed Mr. Lorre and shot me…"

"I saw Mr. Lorre...What if, Jeffrey you said?"

Emily nodded and bit her lip. "I don't know who else is...whoa, getting dizzy."

"Oh shit." Jecka gasped. "Wait Emily, whoa, stay focused, c'mon, sit down, keep pressure on that wound, c'mon."

She desperately tried to help the other girl, fearful that Emily was going to die right in front of her. Then she heard it and flinched again, more gunshots and this time, shouts.

"What the hell, you really have gone nuts, weirdo." That was Kylar's voice.

Then Jeffrey, sounding totally crazy. "Weirdo with a gun, bitch!"

More gunshots and then no further taunts from Kylar. Then they could hear Jeffrey again.

"Dammit, those assholes got what they deserved...but where...I will make them all pay, where are the others." He was raving to himself. "Hey, what, who's getting in my way now!"

There were further sounds, struggling and then another gunshot and silence. Followed some time later by Jeffrey's footsteps fading away, he was leaving. They were frozen in fear, wondering what the hell just happened and who was dead now, or if any had survived.

Nicole grimaced in shock as she surveyed the damage, she had seen Jeffrey with the gun and now she had seen his trail of destruction so far. Mr. Lorre, Kylar, Braxton, Trody and Kyle all dead. She'd seen Emily get shot, and now she had just seen, following his struggle with Jeffrey in an attempt to disarm him, the school counsellor finally succumb to his injuries and pass away.

'Wow, in his effort to get revenge and deal with anyone who gets in his way, Jeffrey is actually cleaning up the school of pedophiles and creeps...so far Emily has been his only innocent victim.' She couldn't help but note.

But that wasn't what she was focused on, instead she was focused on trying to find Jecka, she was actually surprised by how desperate she was to find Jecka, as if it was the most important thing. She reached the end of another corridor and spotted something on the ground, it took her a moment to realize what it was.

'An empty gun clip...Jeffrey ran out of ammo in that clip...but who knows how many he brought with him.' She mused.

Biting her lip she realized he had to have at least one more clip, since there were yet more pops, further into the school.

"Dammit." Nicole hissed to herself. "Gotta find Jecka."

She began hurrying, wary at every corner of running to Jeffrey.

Miss Lynn was horrified as she found the most recent devastation, the school was still in uproar, panic, despite all efforts to try and get them to safety, only now three teachers lay dead in front of her, Mr. White, Ms. Ames and Colby.

'And this was Jeffrey's doing...God, how could we have missed how unbalanced he was.' She wondered fearfully.

She had heard even more gunshots and found herself wondering just what was taking the police so long. Then she heard the crying and, carefully, she began to approach the source. She flinched as someone came around the corner, only to realize, in relief, that it was Megan, Hunter right behind her.

"Miss Lynn." Megan burst out.

She seemed too distraught to speak and both could only point around the corner. Miss Lynn hurried around with them to see the source of the crying. One of the most recent shots had hit Ari, she was alive, but was clearly in a weak state, bleeding out. The crying was coming from Kelly who was pleading with her new girlfriend not to leave her. Miss Lynn did what she could, but even she had to admit, she was at a loss here and feared what was going to happen, worse, who else would Jeffrey attack next. There was a loud banging sound then, but notably not a gunshot, something that made everyone who heard it confused, and even more worried.

The sound had been Jeffrey kicking the door open at last, Jecka stood there, terrified, just hoping he wouldn't notice the still wounded Emily. Instead of his usual creepy pervy smile, Jeffrey saw her and his face twisted into a mask of hatred.

"There you are, you bitch, this is all your fault!"

"My fault?" Jecka gasped. "Jeffrey, look, just put the gun down, this isn't-"

"Shut up!" Jeffrey burst out. "If you'd just accepted the truth this wouldn't have happened. We could have had something special, but you just had to keep on denying it. You had to let that evil bitch Nicole twist your mind, well...no more, I won't be humiliated anymore, you will pay."

"NO!"
But Jeffrey ignored her cry and squeezed the trigger. Jecka flinched at the pop, but felt nothing and for good reason as she realized.

"NICOLE!" She screamed. "No, no, oh my god, no, Nicole!"

Nicole had thrown herself in front of Jecka and now hit the ground, the bullet having hit her stomach. Jecka was instantly by Nicole's side, turning her over and, seeing the blood, clutching at her.

"Jecka-" Was all she managed to get out.

"Nicole, please, no-" Jecka sobbed.

"Urg, bitch, always getting in the pay." Jeffrey snarled.

Jecka looked up to see him standing there, gun aimed at her again. She could only watch in horror as he squeezed the trigger again.

CLICK*

Jeffrey's eyes widened in horror, his gun was out of ammo, he'd only brought two clips and now he was out. This wasn't supposed to happen.

"POLICE!"

Neither was this, Jeffrey could do nothing but scream as he was forced down and arrested, all the while there were desperate efforts to get the wounded seen to as Jecka clung to Nicole desperately, praying for her to make it.

End of chapter, now things have taken a drastic turn, read and review please.