"Clarissa!" Dawn screams.
I run to the door and Clarissa pushes Dawn to the floor.
I help Dawn up and block Clarissa from hitting her.
"Get Out! Clarissa!" I shout angrily.
"Dawn should be the one getting out, unless you ant the police to come and get her," Clarissa threatens.
"Your not welcome here," I say, "So you better leave!"
"I'm not leaving until I finish what I came here to do," Clarissa shouts pulling out a gun.
"Clarissa stop!" Dawn shouts, "Why are you doing this?"
Dawn's POV
"Why am I doing?" Clarissa shouts pointing the gun at me, " Because of you! It's all because of you!"
"What did I ever do to you?" I scarcely ask.
"You have everything you ever wanted, a great friend, a nice job, loads of money, and what do I get?!" Clarissa yells.
"Give me the gun!" Jazmine shouts jumping on Clarissa.
"Get the fuck off of me!" Clarissa shouts, hitting Jazmine on the head.
"Why'd you do that?" I cry... Jazmine laying unconscious.
I go to comfort her and try to wake her up.
"GET UP!" She shouts, cocking the gun.
I raise my hands, showing I wasn't going to do anything. Before she could pull the trigger I quickly ran to the bedroom and locked the door.
I hear the gunshot and I have some sort of relieve that I wasn't shot.
I grab my phone out, as I call 911 my breathing becomes unsteady.
"Hello 911, what's your emergency?"
"Please help....there's a girl in our house a...and-"
"Ma'am I'm gonna need you to calm down, now....is the lady in your home armed?"
"Yes...yes she has a gun and she's gonna shoot me please hurry,"
I tell her the address and hang up the phone worried that Clarissa did something to Jazmine.
It's too quiet for comfort. Thinking that she left I slowly open up the door and peek outside. Taking only a few steps towards Jazmine.
I get pulled back and an arm is wrapped around my throat.
"Cla..rissa," I have a hard time speaking, not being able to breathe.
"Shut up! Haha!" She laughs, "your gonna regret running away,"
She throws me to the floor, I hit my head on the floor and it cuts open.
"OW!" I cry unsteadily as Clarissa shoots my leg, "Please Stop!" I cry, begging her to leave.
"I won't Stop UNTIL YOUR DEAD!"
She cocks the gun.
"No!" I tell her.
"Too late!" she shouts pulling the trigger.
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