Texas Chainsaw

Chapter 5

"Oh my god, Arin!" Brittney screamed.

Arin fell to the floor, clutching his wound. Blood instantly covered his hands and slicked the floor beneath him. He was losing a massive amount of blood and was even spitting it up.

Sean couldn't believe the chick they'd picked up had just blown her head off, especially inside Brittney's tour bus.

M stopped the vehicle and rushed back to see what was happening, with Jonny close behind. When they saw the dead woman, they both immediately freaked out.

"What the fuck happened?" M asked, a look of sheer terror on his face.

"That chick we picked up! Had a gun in her fucking pussy and she blew her head off!" Zacky shouted.

Zacky and Synyster dropped to their knees and pushed pressure onto Arin's wound, their hands quickly becoming covered in blood.
"Brittney, go and get some towels!" Zacky snapped. "Hurry!"

Brittney quickly ran to retrieve the towels and handed them to Zacky. Arin was dying rapidly; the blood was soaking through the towels, staining Zacky's and Synyster's shirts and pants.

"What happened to him?" Jonny demanded.

"I tried to get the gun from that psycho bitch, but it was too late—she already blew her head off!" Zacky replied.

"When the gun fell to the floor, it went off, hitting Arin in the stomach!" Synyster explained.

"Why in the fuck did we pick that bitch up!" Jonny screamed, turning his anger on Brittney.

"She needed help!" Brittney cried.

"That psycho could have killed us!" Jonny snapped back.

"It's not her fault, Jonny!" Zacky roared.

"Yeah, so lay off of her!" Sean snapped, stepping forward. "Or I'll beat your ass!"

"We'll come on and beat my ass!" Jonny challenged. "Come on, tough guy!"

Sean rushed over and shoved Jonny against the wall. He grabbed his shirt, ready to hit him, but Brittney rushed over and grabbed Sean's arm. "Stop, Sean, it's not worth it!" she pleaded.

Sean let go of Jonny's shirt and walked toward the couch. Jonny swung a punch aimed at Sean but missed, instead striking Brittney squarely in the face. She fell to the floor, clutching her face and sobbing even harder. "Oh my god, my face!"

Olivia helped Brittney up, and Sean sat her on the couch to examine the injury. Her lip was busted, and half her face was already bruised and swollen.

"Brittney, I'm sorry!" Jonny stammered. "I'm so sorry, it was an accident!"

"How in the fucking hell was that an accident when you saw her standing there!" Sean snapped, his voice dangerously low.

"I really didn't mean to hit her!" Jonny insisted.

"Bullshit!" Sean snapped, getting right into Jonny's face this time. "I should hurt you!"

"Jonny, you better be glad I'm helping Arin out!" Zacky threatened. "If not, I'd be kicking your fucking ass for hitting my sister!"

"Don't worry, Zacky, I got his ass!" Sean smirked, stepping back slightly.

"Guys, we don't need to fight!" M pleaded. "Arin needs our help!"
"We're losing him!" Synyster yelled. "Come on, Arin, stay with us!"

Arin gasped for air as he went into shock. He took one final, ragged breath, turned his face toward Zacky, and closed his eyes.

"He's gone!" Zacky said, checking for a pulse. "We need to call the police!"