"Come on! I haven't got all day!" Samantha sighed impatiently "Are you going to make your choice or do I have to pull the trigger?"
Maybe I should just make something up as I go along.
"I'm gonna need to speak to Y/n...alone. About what I'm going to choose." Corey said firmly, Samantha considered this for a moment. "Ok, you've got 5 minutes."
Corey nodded and led me out of the room, he shut the door behind him and told me his plan.
"Ok so, we go back in, and I say I've made my decision and that I'm going to break up with you, and date Samantha..."
"Corey!"
"Wait wait wait, so you look all upset and like someone who's just been broken up with, and then I'll start chatting her up and stuff, and if it goes as planned, she should get distracted and relax her arm with the gun. While that happens, you go and untie Corey H. Corey H has his grandfather's gun in a drawer in his room, so once he's untied, you'll go get that and point it at Samantha. Tell her to drop the gun, she won't be able to turn around and point her gun at you, because if she does, you'll supposedly shoot her, so HOPEFULLY, she'll drop the gun. That's as far as I've got but we can make something up from there."
I thought about it, "Hmm, Corey I don't know..."
"5 MINUTES IS UP! GET IN HERE!" Samantha yelled from the other room.
"Come on, it'll be fine." Corey reassured me.
I sighed and nodded, then bowed my head and tried to look upset.
"Have you made your decision?" Samantha asked sweetly, pursing her lips.
Corey nodded solemnly, "I have."
"And...?"
Corey sighed, "I'm breaking up with Y/n. We can be together."
Samantha ran to embrace Corey, gun still in hand, "Corey that's amazing! You made such a good choice, think about how much more appealing I am than Y/n."
Corey took a deep breath and nodded, then he began to chat Samantha up, I knew it was fake, but it was still hard to hear. "You're right, I have always been kind of attracted to you." Corey smirked, brushing Samantha's blonde bangs out of her face. "I've always loved your golden hair, wanted to kiss your pouty pink lips..."
Oh God I hate this!
I gritted my teeth, and got on with my part of the plan, I slowly crept over to the chair Corey H was tied to, and untied the bandana around his mouth, Corey H took a few deep breaths, and I began to untie his wrists and ankles. Corey gave me a quick glance, improvising new pickup lines to use on Samantha as I helped Corey H out of the ropes. I pressed a finger to my lips and whispered in Corey H's ear. "Which drawer is your grandfather's gun in?"
"The top one." Corey H whispered back, staying seated on the chair so as not to draw too much attention. I tiptoed over to Corey H's bedside drawers and slowly opened the top one, taking out the gun. I moved back over to Samantha, and pointed the gun at the back of her head.
"Drop it." I said firmly, feeling a newfound confidence. Samantha gasped a little, clearly shocked.
She turned around and I saw Corey cover his face with his hands, "Where did you get that?"
Samantha asked.
"Corey H's bedside drawer. Now drop the gun."
Miraculously, Samantha did as she was told.
"You wouldn't shoot me." she smirked, "You wouldn't have the nerve."
As she was saying this, Corey H had crawled across the carpet and retrieved Samantha's gun, and Corey had gone to the other side of the room where the phone was, and was dialling 911.
"Oh no?" I asked, trying to hold back my laughter, how could she be this oblivious?
"No, and there's nothing you can do now anyway. Corey's with me now, he loves me, I have my way." Just as she said this, Corey began to talk to the operator over the phone.
"Hello? Yeah can you send the cops over here? You know Corey Haim's house? Ok good, yeah there's a girl trying to kill him, she's armed and I don't think she's mentally stable. Yes, we've had trouble with her before. How long will you be? Ok thanks, bye."
(A/N: Surprise surprise, I don't actually know Corey Haim's address, so I'll refer to it as 'Corey Haim's house' :) )
Samantha quickly turned around, "Corey! You don't need 911, she's not going to shoot anyone."
Corey laughed, "Yeah no, I was talking about you."
"You mean?-"
"Yep. I wouldn't dream of breaking up with Y/n again, and you're just gonna have to deal with it."
Corey grabbed my free hand and squeezed it tight, I grinned at Samantha, and lowered the gun.
"Now we just wait for the cops to get here, you're not getting away."
Samantha pushed me hard, and I stumbled back and dropped the gun.
"Not so clever now are you? You don't have a gun, I don't have a gun."
"But I do!" Corey H piped up, up from the chair and pointing Samantha's own gun at her. Samantha tried to grab the one I'd dropped, but Corey H got there first.
"Now I have two! So before I decide which one to shoot you with, I'd suggest you stay put."
Samantha scowled, folded her arms, and sat down on the chair, defeated for now.
When the cops arrived, we were all questioned, and Samantha was taken away, we don't know where she went, but her final words to us were "I'll be back!"
"I don't doubt that!" Corey called after her, he turned to Corey H and I, "Come on, let's go home."
"Can...can I come with you?" Corey H asked, "I...I don't really want to be alone..."
"Of course you can." I said, putting an arm around him.
"Yeah, but please, please, don't tell anyone where we live again." Corey said, punching him lightly on the arm.
Corey H grinned, "I won't."
"She will be back won't she?" I asked.
"Probably, but you know..."
"Forget about it for now?"
"Forget about it for now."
(A/N: So uh...this was kinda messy and intense, it'll calm down again in the next few chapters 😂 I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Stay cool and I'll see you next chapter!😘)
