too kool for love (six x nine)

Wait... What...?

(teehee 2020 ahh edgy story💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀 also idk why fourteen's text is bold, I guess I just liked the way it looked)

Six's POV

I closed my eyes and just hoped it would be painless... "LEAVE HIM ALONE!!" I heard a voice that sounded like... nine's! I opened my eyes a little, and he was standing with a bloody leg, a gun in his hand, and a VERY pissed off expression on his face! I've never seen him this mad! "Where the FUCK did you get that?" "Your dumbass didn't take it away from fifteen!" "Oh, well that doesn't really matter! I can just simply shoot you!" "DO IT FATASS!" he pulled the trigger, but nothing happened. You think that a smart murderer would have more than three bullets, but I guess he has committed more murders than he has brain cells in his big ass forehead. "Oh shit," he dropped me and his now useless gun. You know, it's quite funny to see the victim holding the murderer at gunpoint. "Aye... We cool-" nine shot him once and he immediately dropped onto the floor like the square of cheese that you were planning to eat falling onto the ground at 3AM. "This feels like hell! y-you fucking cunt!..." nine watched him squirm in pain for a few minutes before shooting him an extra ten times, which I think was necessary for that psycho motherfucker. "Are you ok, six?!" "Yes, but what about you and fifteen?!" "I-I don't know!" this should be obvious, but maybe we should call a fucking ambulance or something?! "Call an ambulance, stupid!" "I am!"

he quickly ran out of the room like a fucking soy boy. Should I go check on fifteen? I slowly approached her, and lightly poked her. She flinched! thank God she's alive, hopefully the ambulance will arrive to save her in time. Also didn't nine get shot too? why isn't he worried about that? I guess he's the type of person to care more about other's than himself... noted. He's a sticky note loving, skittle smelling, selfless, skater boy. anyway, I should help fifteen.

"f-fifteen... are you ok?" I tried to sit her up against the wall, but she's bigger than me and therefor, heavier than me, especially when all limp like this. "e-everything hurts... that's fine though... At least you two are safe... right...?" "w-well I guess we are... W-we called an ambulance, so just hang in there... Please." I don't know much about keeping people alive long enough to get to a hospital or anything... I wish that death prevention club was here right now! "I'll try..." nine ran back into the room "They say they will be here shortly! Thank God you're ok!!" he lightly hugged her "w-what about your leg?" "It will be fine! I'm more worried about you two right now!" This is cute and all, but what about the dead guy just bleeding out on the floor? Whatever, he can wait.

We were able to get fifteen to the front porch and we just sat there for a good 5 minutes pressing a hand towel on her bullet wounds to prevent any more blood loss. Finally, the ambulance arrived and took fifteen, but we weren't legally old enough to be home by ourselves, so once again, I have to stay with someone else due to a horrible event... I don't know why we couldn't go... I would really want to just to make sure she's ok! and nine would too I know he would! he loves his sister and would probably die trying to protect her! just like how she would die to protect him too!

Nine called seven to see if we could stay for a little while because of this incident, but not before we did a little something....

"Do you think we will get in trouble for this big of a fire?" nine asked me "probably not, and hopefully this psycho, big forehead having, rotten breath having, familyless, motherfucker doesn't come back from this..." I spat in the fire and kicked some dirt into it just to disrespect him a little more. "That was disgusting but deserved!" nine patted me on my back, now we just wait for seven and hope that fifteen will be ok...