Dallas left to go get Johnny and Pony. Its been a week since they had left. I hope they are ok where ever Dally sent them. I knew there was gonna be a rumble tonight, so I didn't really worry about when he would get home. It was ok since I was working then got to play with Denver when I got home.
The day seemed to drag by. I eventually got to go pick Denver up from daycare and go home. I worked on some wedding planning as I played toys with Denver. It was getting pretty late so I laid Denny down for the night. I stayed up to do a little more wedding planning when the phone rang. It had to of been close to midnight. Who would be calling this late? I answered the phone quickly hoping it wouldn't wake Denver up. "Hello?", I said. "Macy. Dals in trouble. He robbed a place. The cops are after him. He going to the lot", I could hear Darrys voice. "Thanks Darry", I said. I slipped on shoes and ran out the door. I ran down the stairs two at a time. I ran up to Buck. "Please watch Denny for me for a minute please", I said before running out the door. I couldn't let Dally get hurt.
I ran to the lot as fast as I could. I wasn't a fast runner, but I was hauling ass. I needed to get to him. I saw him then. On top of a hill. Pulling a gun from his waistband. I then ran even faster than before. I heard the cops guns fire. I jumped in front of Dallas as the bullets hit my skin. I fell to the ground, feeling all the feeling in my body leave. I really wished I had grabbed a jacket because it was really cold out here. That and all my blood was rushing out of my body. Dallas dropped down next to me. "M.. Macy no. No this cant be happening. Stay with me Macy", Dallas begged. "I love you Dal", I coughed. "I love you too Macy. Your gonna be fine, ok? The ambulance is here. Your gonna be fine", he kept repeating. I watched tears flood his eyes. "I love you Dallas. Take care of Denny for me", I coughed as they put me in the ambulance. I then closed my eyes, and I don't remember them opening again.
Sodas pov
I watched it all go down. Macy ran for it. She jumped in front of Dallas and took the bullet for him. She really loved him. I screamed at the top of my lungs. Macy was dying. She couldn't die. She had a beautiful baby to take care of. I was supposed to be her man of honor. I was the baby's godfather. Well, one of them. Since there was no one to be the godmother, little Denny got two godfathers. Me and Johnny. But Johnnys gone. And Macy might be gone too. This cant be happening. I love Macy so much. We all ran over to where Macy was. She was bleeding pretty bad. "Macy, please be ok", I begged. "Come on Dal. The ambulance is right over there. Slowly pick her up and carry her slowly towards the ambulance", Darry instructed. "What the hell Darry? I know you don't like her, but shes dying! He needs to pick up the pace", I said, freaking out. "Stop it Soda. If he picked up speed, she could get hurt even worse. I know what im talking about. Now get in the car if you want to see her at the hospital", Darry said. We all ran back to the house and jumped into the truck.
When we arrived at the hospital, Dallas rushed up to the front desk. "Macy Stevens. Macy Stevens!", he shouted at the receptionist. She just looked afraid. "Room 12", she squeaked. We all followed Dallas as he ran down the hall. As he was about to open the door, we heard voices on the other end. "She died in the ambulance. What are we supposed to do?", one asked. "I don't know", another answered. That's when Dallas barged in. "How about be doctors and save my fiancé!", he growled. "Im sorry son. There is nothing further we can do. She died in the ambulance from a substantial amount of blood. Im really sorry", the doctor said. I watched a tear escape Dallys eye. He ran out of the room. I really hope he doesn't do anything stupid. One stupid action caused Macys death. I cant let Denny be alone. I broke down crying. I love Macy. If she had been my girl, this wouldn't of happened. Or would it? I mean, she would of taken the bullet for any of us. Even Steve. I could hear her excuse now. "He is your best friend Soda. I couldn't let him die on ya." She still would of taken the bullet for Dal. God, I never would of let her out of my arms if she had tried to run for the bullet. I don't know what to do anymore. At least my little brother is back and safe. I have him to help me mourn.
