Bang.
"Brian!" John screamed.
The pain he felt in his shoulder was worse than it had been since it had first dislocated, and like it was stabbing him constantly in his muscle. But he had to do it, he had to dive out of the way of the bullet to save himself.
For Paul...
So he did.
With an enormous cry out loud, deafened by the gunshot, John jumped to the side, where his body was hid by the side of Brian's desk. His shoulder throbbed and rather burned but he moved.
However that wasn't the worst of it... Everything had happened so fast, he had underestimated the amount of time it would take for the bullet to leave the gun. The answer was a few short milliseconds, and not all of John's body could get to safety in time.
The arm with the dislocated shoulder was the unfortunate part of his body to take the damage from the bullet. It embedded its self into his lower arm, and John screamed out this time. He began to sob in pain, until his cries were interrupted.
"Police!" The words were shouted out from in the hallway, and all of a sudden it felt like a heard of people were running towards them.
Brian stood in a pool of his own shock, gun still facing John but shaking even more. The trigger was off, and John pretty sure the gun wasn't loaded anymore.
But John couldn't pay much more attention, he was in so much agony. The bullet was stuck in his arm, his shoulder was dislocated and he had needed to jump out of the way in order to save his life which had made the injury even worse.
John could feel the blood slowly trickling down his arm, and he began panicking too.
His entire body fell to the left, face hitting the wooden floor. He tried to keep his eyes open but just couldn't. He was in so much pain, he couldn't take it.
The last thing he saw before he was completely robbed of his vision was the door being thrown open, slamming against the wall and a heard of police officers with guns and shields walking in.
Then he was flat out.
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*Radio*
'News of the courtier's arrest spread —— through the Kingdom of Aquitaine, —— people still wondering just how Brian Epstein —— able to get away with it.'Her Majesty is yet to make —— statement of the shocking events of ——.'
John was just about conscious enough to be able to hear the end of the news reporter's broadcast, though many words sounded muffled. His ears felt like they were ringing, especially once the soul music began to play on the radio. He couldn't comprehend it.
Neither could he open his eyes, meaning he was barely aware of what was going on.
John waited it out, allowing the ringing in his ears to continue for a few more seconds, until he couldn't take it anymore. He struggled, tried to move around, but it was so difficult, so hard...
He fell into a shattered sleep once more.
-
It had been two days since the arrest of Brian Epstein, which meant two days since Prince John had fallen into a coma. Two days that Paul hadn't left the hospital, two days that Paul had cried for.
When he had first been informed of John'sJohn's injuries, he was out playing golf with George and his friends. He had been having so much fun, feeling like he was finally meeting new friends... But then a man on a hood buggy came speeding over the course, pulling his breaks right infront of them.
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