Famous

Chapter 11

Your POV

I started to freak out. Whitney was on the floor with no heart beat and Pete was yelling on the phone to 911 there was a scream right down the hall and gun shots. It seemed like a war. Pete finally got off the phone with 911 and Patrick and Andy was running down the hall.

"Fantasia! Hide!" Andy yelled as him and Patrick ran into the dressing room. I pulled Whitney into the room and looked at he lifeless body. I was crying heavy. She was like my older sister. I loved her as my family. I looked at Andy.

"What happened to Joe?"

"He's umm...shot."

"SHOT!? AND YOU DIDNT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT?!" I yelled between sobs. I ran out of the room I frustration.

"What do you think you're looking for?" Someone said behind me. I turned around and the masked person put a gun to my stomach.

"You." I said with a evil smile. I pulled the gun back from him and hit him in the head with it and ran. I heard a gun shot any my leg went numb. He shot my leg. I screamed in pain.

"Fantasia!" I hard Pete yell until the masked person turned and shot him.

"NO!" I screamed and the masked person shot me in the chest. Everything went black. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't move. I couldn't do anything. I didn't know if I was alive or not. Then I felt another shot go into me. And another. And another. 5 shots to my stomach later. The ambulance came.

"There's only enough room for one more person." Someone said.

"Get the girl." Another one said. I was able to make out one sentence.

"Get Pete." I said before everything was gone again.

________________________________Petes POV

I kept yelling at the ambulance people to get Fantasia instead of me.

"She told us to get you first." One of them said. Why would she do that? Does she not want to live? Or does she just care about me?

-----days later at the hospital

I was able to leave the hospital but Fantasia wasn't yet. She had major injuries. She couldn't really move because she would grown every time she did from pain. The nurses gave her a button that was in her IV that gave her pain medication. Every time she moved she would push it several times before the pain went away. I told her I would protect her, and I didn't. I broke my promise.

________________________________Your POV

I didn't know when I was going to leave the hospital. I woke up a couple days ago and I hate it here. Before I was famous I was a doctor so I know what's going on. I'm not dumb. I didn't tell the doctors that I used to be a doctor though. I wanted them to use the terms in front of me because I wanted to know what they were giving me. And it worked.

"So you can leave sometime today." The doctor said. I just nodded. Joe was okay. Apparently nothing happened to him he was just upset and was crying to Whitney. Whitney is in a coma now. I ask the doctors about her but they won't give me any information. It sucks. Joe left to get me clothes for later today when I leave, which was good. I guess. I'm starting to trust Joe more and more it's just slowly that I am. It's hard to. Remember where I got stabbed? It's all healed now. The doctors didn't even know about it. I wasn't bringing it up unless they asked about it, which they didn't. It wasn't noticeable either. It was just a tiny scar on my arm, which I cover up with band bracelets.

"If everyone will go and you can get changed then you can leave." The doctor said and Joe handed me my clothes and a nurse took out the needles. Finally she left and I got changed. It was hard but, not impossible. I started to walk but it really hurt but, I tried not to let it show. I signed out and I guess Pete noticed because he carried me bridal style. I didn't mind though. My stomach was killing me.