𝙇𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝘽𝙞𝙧𝙙

Chapter 2

Tw: blood mentioning and describing.

Were those gunshots shots...?
I wondered as I slightly stepped onto the toilet in the stall I was in. More gun shots were heard in the distance, and I was scared, I was alone in a bathroom by myself, and I didn't know what to do in a situation like this.

In a classroom, it would be different, but I was standing on a toilet in a bathroom stall. I then covered my mouth and started to tear up. All I could think about was my mother and father, holding me in their arms. Help me.. I thought to myself, as the gun shots were still going on, there came the screams, those gut-wrenching screams. Screams that would make you want to cry and throw  up.

As the sounds continued, I heard the door swing open, and I started to panic, I then heard a weak "help." I slowly got off the toilet, and I stepped out to see..

Brooke shot in her stomach, barely being able to walk. "Brooke!" I said quietly, shouting, and I ran to her by her side, for her to fall in my arms. "No, no, no.." I said while tearing up and crying, "You're supposed to go to the Bahamas with Asher." I said, "I know.." she said weakly. "I'm still going, though. I'll get through this." She told me, "Yes, have that mindset!" I told her while caressing her face. "Mom.." she said quietly, "what..?" I asked her, "My mom is here." She answered.

I then looked confused at her. Her mother died 4 years ago. She then smiled slightly, and her eyes began to get lower, "Brooke..?" I called her name. No response. "Brooke, wake up." I told her.

I couldn't feel her breathing anymore. No pulse, no movement, not mumbles, just straight silence, except the gunshots in the distance, I then stared, and then tears began running down my cheeks. I began to cry silently while holding Brooke in my arms.

All of a sudden, the bathroom door burst open, and I saw him, the school shooter. And I froze in fear, was I going to be next??? I looked in his eyes, and he looked into mine. He then softened his gaze and just ran out of the restroom. Why.. Why didn't he shoot me? That's weird, I thought.

20 mins later, the police arrived, and Brooke was pulled from my arms, and I was told to get out of the restroom and run to the nearest exit. I then ran out into the hallway, fitting in with a group of people, and saw a blood scene everywhere. Bodies almost shot to the point where some didn't have heads.

One body had half of his torso gone, a black boy. It was the one who was arguing with the boy earlier at lunch. This scene, it was sickening. Who would want to do this type of sick shit to teenagers who have a future towards them in life.

I then see a black girl walk up to him slowly, "Back away from the body!" A police officer could be heard shouting at her, but she continues to kneel down to the body and cry, "My big brother!" She yelled," I then put my hand over my mouth and look forward, it was his little sister, the first of her family to see her brother dead.

The group walked out into the field and saw a lot of body bags out on the ground.
I then let out a cry, "what the fuck!" I heard a boy shout in the back of me. I then spotted Asher standing and looking around, probably for Brooke..

He then saw me and ran up to me, "Kasey! Have u seen Brooke? Please tell me you have.." He asked me worried, I then opened my mouth, but nothing came out yet, "please tell me something." He said, ''I-I...Brooke.." I said, stuttering over my words, "Brooke, what?! Say something, Kasey!" He yelled at me, "she's dead! She's dead, Asher!" I screamed at him. In realization, I covered my mouth, "I'm sorry, Asher.." I told him, "it's fine." He said while his hands were on the back of his head.

He then dropped down to the grass and started crying, I didn't know what to do, I was just in shock and felt bad, I began to back up and walk away, with my hand covering my mouth, "I'm so sorry.." I whispered as tears came down my cheeks.

I then walked over to where everyone was, and I saw Cassie's parents standing there, in shock, and denial, I walked up to them slowly and I looked at them both, "Mr and Mrs Finley..." I called for both their attention, and they both looked at me. They both looked sorry.

"Do you both have news about Cassie..?" I asked them quietly. They looked at me and cried. The mother is crying out loud, and the father is holding in his cry, "she's gone, sweetie.." Mr Finley told me. "What...?" I said in denial. I shook my head left and right and turned away.

Both of my friends. Both Cassie and Brooke, gone. At the same fucking time.
No, no, they can't be gone. I got on my knees and began to wail out loud, I cried my lungs out, I was in denial, I was broken, numb.

As I cried, i felt a pair of arms wrap around me, an officer. He wrapped his arms around me tightly and whispered to me, "it's okay, it's okay, let it out." When he said that, I just cried even more. I gripped his arms as he comforted me. "Fuck you.." I whispered, "Fuck you to whoever did this." I said.

Rest in peace, beautiful babies.
Cassie, 17, a junior in High-school, March 17th.
Brooke, 17, a junior in High-school, March 17th.
My two bestfriends..🕊❤️