Be My Romeo - A Ross Lynch Fanfic

Chapter 5

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Brooke's POV

As I walk out of the police station I can't stop thinking about the offer to go to LA. Not because I was considering it, but why he was asking me. It was probably just a prank to make fun of me or something similar.

I think about what he'd said 

"Everyone deserves a second chance in life." but I immediately dismiss the thought. 

I was perfectly fine with my life, I lived in the moment and did what I wanted. Most 16 year olds want to go to party's and have boyfriends, for some reason that life just doesn't attract me. Maybe because from a young age I knew I wouldn't have that life. 

Now I had one problem, I wanted to know who had shot me, and what had hit me in the back. My guess was that it was a stun gun but I wasn't entirely sure.

As I reach the top of the road I hear running footsteps behind me, I turn around, It's not the blonde boy, it's Jace and he has the Doctor with him. 

"Got yourself out again," Jace snarls at me. It takes less than a second for me to realise whats going on. It doesn't surprise me at all. He wanted to be leader of the gang. 

He shoves the doctor into the side of the pavement and approaches me hastily, ready to attack. He aims a punch at my stomach, I dodge it and manage to punch him in the chest. 

He ignores it and aims again hitting my side, where the bullet had hit me. I feel a mindumbing pain as I fall to the ground, Jace smirks as he takes out his knife. 

I don't wince, I wasn't going to die a coward. He seems to read my thoughts 

"I'm not stabbing you." He says 

"I'm stabbing the doctor," He says as he plunges the knife into the doctors chest. 

The doctor screams in pain. Jace then gets up and makes  a run for it, I look around desperately, he'd set me up. I was going to be blamed for the stabbing. I had to get out of here, I ignore the pain in my side and try to get up, but I can't gather the strength.

The doctor yells again as he clutches his chest. As I attempt to get up again I notice the five teenagers walking up the road. There was no way out.

One of them see's me and begins to run. I was stuck. 

"Ross, where you going?" Another yells as the blonde boy who'd talked to me runs closer. 

"You okay?" He asks worriedly "Did you? Who did?" 

He stutters as he sees the doctor moaning in pain. I couldn't show weakness. I attempt to get up and make a run but I fail. He sees my side bleeding and gasps. 

"Get the police!" He yells at his bandmates behind him. 

They begin to run back to the police station. I was over, there was no way I'd lie out of this one. 

The biggest problem was that it wasn't me, I hadn't done anything. I'd never physically hurt anyone and I wasn't intending to.  

Soon after, the rest of his band mates came back followed by the police. The officer who had questioned me before followed by a couple of cops. 

The officer examined me closely, I'd never felt more weak. Actually, I'd never felt weak. 

"Get an ambulance." He instructs one of the cops. I don't move. I couldn't. An ambulance comes, an I'm layed in a stretcher, and taken to the hospital. The five teenagers get into the ambulance as well alongside the doctor.