SHOOTING STARS ✰ jj maybank

036. YOU KILLED HER

"JJ." She whispered as she stared at her gut in horror. "JJ." Her voice shook as she spoke up louder this time so the boy would hear.

When JJ heard the shakiness of Scarlett's voice, he snapped his head around and his expression faltered when he noticed the amount of blood that had already begun running down her left leg.

"No, no, no, no." He ran over to her. "Holy fuck." JJ breathed out, grabbing one of Scarlett's arms and wrapping it around his shoulders to help the girl walk. "Guys, what the fuck do we do?" He began to panic as John B and Sarah turned around.

"Oh my God. Star." Sarah's tears that she already had pooled in her eyes began to stream down her face as she stared at her sister who squinted her eyes and threw her head back when the adrenaline wore off and the pain began to kick in.

"I'm calling 911." John B started towards the Chateau to go grab a phone, but Scarlett quickly cut him off.

"No, no, no. Get your ass back here, JB. If I go to a hospital they are going to call my dad and then I'll have to go back to Tannyhill. We have to figure this out on our own." She told him, digging her nails into JJ's shoulder out of the pain that grew more and more intense by the second as he helped keep her stable. "Fuck." She groaned.

"What the fuck do we do, John B? Sarah got shot like not that long ago, right? Do you remember anything?" The blonde boy was panicking because he was scared he was going to lose Scarlett again. He already lost her once and she wasn't even dead. He wouldn't be able to handle watching her actually die.

"I— I don't know, okay? I was too busy freaking out and trying to save my girlfriend rather than watching everything the doctor was doing." He began to wave his arms in the air as he stressed. The brunette turned around and began to walk a few feet away as he tried to think of something they could do.

Sarah rushed over to her sister and wrapped Scarlett's other arm around her shoulder to help JJ hold her up.

"Guys, do something. Literally anything, I don't care. Just please don't let me die." Scarlett began to cry as she felt as if she were being stabbed in her gut over and over again.

"Hey, go get some towels. We have to make sure she loses the least amount of blood possible." JJ yelled out to John B and the brunette obediently followed his orders.

Sarah and JJ walked Scarlett over to a table and helped her up so she wouldn't have to put pressure on her gut by standing.

"Hey, I know it hurts, okay? We are trying to think of something." Sarah assured her sister. She knew the pain of being shot, especially because she had a bullet wound in the exact same spot. "You better not be a selfish little bitch and die, okay? I need you." Sarah sternly told her sister, causing Scarlett to let out a tiny laugh.

John B came running out of the Chateau with four bath towels. He threw one to JJ and the blonde immediately pressed it onto her wound.

"Shit!" She cried out and balled her hand into a fist, punching the table a few times as a result of her pain. "A warning would've been nice."

"I'm sorry. I'm just freaking out right now." JJ kissed his girlfriend's forehead as he continued holding the towel down. "How bad does it hurt?" He questioned as he watched her groan out in pain.

"A lot. A-fucking-lot." She threw her head back and bit her lip, thinking that maybe if she bit her lip hard enough, it would relieve the pain from her gut and move up to her bleeding lip.

"JJ, your cousin!" John B exclaimed. "Call Ricky right now. Tell him to get his ass over here and to bring his medical shit or whatever." The brunette ran over to JJ and switched places with him so he could go find his phone.