Whispers of a Ghost

Chapter 25-

You froze for a split second, staring down the barrel of Jason's pistol. The weapon trembled in his grasp before you racked the slide of your own handgun and squeezed the trigger.

The bullet hit Jason in the chest and he fell to the ground instantly, his pistol toppling to the floor before you lowered your gun with a sigh of relief.

"That-that was way too close for comfort. Jesus Christ. Hargrove, you saved me again." Eddie said to your left as he slowly got to his feet with a wince.

"If I had a nickel for every time I've seen Y/N kill someone, I'd have three nickels which, I mean, isn't a lot but I can't believe it's happened three times." Erica commented causing the group to all start laughing.

It wasn't exactly funny, but you were all still in shock after everything that had happened, so you laughed because how else were you meant to deal with all this trauma?

"I can't believe the plan worked. Like-like it actually worked. We stopped the end of the world. Holy shit, we stopped the end of the world." Robin rambled, but you were barely listening as a sharp pain seared through your stomach.

Frowning in confusion, you looked down and shifted your jacket to the side, revealing blood starting to seep through your tank top and staining the white fabric a bright crimson red.

Jason didn't miss his shot.

"I vote we celebrate." Dustin declared from behind you.

"I second that. I could definitely use a drink after running from Vecna." Max responded.

"Yeah, that's a no. I'm not buying you little shits alcohol." Steve said causing the kids to all start complaining.

You briefly heard Eddie say that he would buy them some beer, but Nancy and Steve were quick to shut that idea down and the kids continued to complain.

You ignored their bickering and lifted your free hand to your stomach, your shaky finger tips coming away red. The adrenaline soaring through your veins from earlier was starting to subside and now it was starting to hurt. It was really starting to hurt.

You pressed your hand back against it with a grimace trying to slow the bleeding, but you could instantly feel the warm blood seeping between your fingers and you knew this wasn't good.

The group were still all bickering as you slowly turned back towards them.

"Uh, guys? I-I don't think Jason missed."

The group all stopped talking and turned towards you as you removed your hand from your stomach revealing the blood and they all simultaneously gasped.

Suddenly, the room began to spin around you, your legs turning to jelly. Steve was quick to react and rushed forward just as your legs buckled from underneath you.

Steve caught you before you could hit the ground and gently lowered you to the floor, pulling your body into his lap as he looked down at you in horror.

"I-I'm fine. I'm fine." You winced, trying to sit up, but Steve held you down.

"No, no, no. Don't move, don't move. It's okay just look at me." He quickly said, his brown eyes filling with tears as he pressed his shaky hands down against the gunshot causing you to groan in pain. "I'm sorry. I know it hurts, I'm sorry."

"Call an ambulance! There's a phone booth down the road, go! Call an ambulance!" Eddie's voice broke as he shouted.

You heard footsteps sprint out the room, but you didn't look to see who left, your eyes glued to Steve's teary ones as he stared down at you.