Jaime sat on the floor staring at the doors that led to the hallway Jenna was heard from. I looked at the brothers and Vic quickly grabbed my wrist dragging me towards the second cafeteria exit. Mike ran over and helped shocked Jaime off the floor.
"Man come on we have to get out of here"
Jaime nodded and both were directly behind Vic and I.
We got out of the cafeteria and it led to the back hallway. It was empty.
"Where the fuck do we go?" Jaime asked looking around.
"Well nobody is going to open a classroom to us once locked so I don't know dude" Vic spoke as he nervously ran his hand through his hair.
"Come on guys their has to be an open class or closet. Something" Mike whispered yelled at us then sprinted down the hallway trying to open doors. One after the other Mike tried.
We followed.
We turned a corner and Mike pulled the bands room door open. We quickly entered and locked it.
We stood in silence. Taking in everything then a voice broke it. It was none of ours.
"Hello..?"
We all snapped our heads to the direction it came from to find a girl that I have seen around school before. She's in band.
"Uh.. Hi?" Mike spoke first
"Madelyn?" Jaime asked curiouslyShe nods frantically. She soon starts sobbing and crying hysterically. Jaime goes over and comforts her.
"Shit guys I'm scared.." Vic says quietly. I could tell he was scared shitless as I could sense the shakiness in his voice.
"We have to lock the doors" I speak up.
Mike nods and locks both doors in the room.
"Now we wait.." Mike exclaims.
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Its been 1 hour. 1 hour of hearing random gun shots and having Madelyn crying into Jaime's shoulder. To say I could use some comfort was an understatement. I felt so terrified. I had sent texts to Hannah who had already heard about the situation.
Hannah I love you.
Hannah just know I'm sorry for never being good at being there for you when are parents died
Hannah you can have my straightener
Hannah I couldn't have asked for a better sister.. ilove you
and then my phone died.
Everyone's phone had died by this point and all we could do was wait.
"Guys.." Vic spoke suddenly.
We all just kept looking anywhere in the room deep in thought, but still ready to hear what Vic had to say.
"If we die...just know you guys are such amazing friends. Mike your the best little brother ever.."
Suddenly Mike was crying.
"I don't want to die.. I don't want to fucking die guys" he stood up and started pacing in front of us.
"I'm only a teenager..please god" he said looking up. "Please don't let us get into any harm.."
He got onto his knees, closed his eyes and started praying in spanish. I couldn't help, but let a few tears roll down my cheeks at the sight.
"Dios, por favor no dejes que nos morimos . Proteger a todos nosotros de cualquier daño . Por favor, mostrar a la persona con el arma que hemos de joven y que debía rendirse. Por favor Dios. Si voy a morir hoy por favor, tenga a mi familia a salvo a casa. Gracias a Dios..."
Soon all of us are crying, more specifally Vic was. He got up and embraced his younger brother in his arms.
Jaime motioned me over to him and Madelyn.
I scooted over and he engulfed us into a hug. Soon I was blubbering like a baby.
We all just sat in each others arms waiting for this nightmare to end.
"It'll be okay Mikey.." Mike cried more. "Mikey please s-stop c-crying.." Vic said trying to be strong for his younger sibling.
All of us jumped at the sound of the door trying to opened. I just could tear my eyes away at the silver handle being jiggled.
Then it just stopped. Silence filled the room. Just the sound of our hearts pounding in nervousness filled the room.
"A-are they g-"
Boom!
The shooter had shot the handle and the door was now opened. Vic and Mike had rushed over to us from their spot on the floor. We all huddled closer together awaiting for the door to be fully opened. Soon someones hand was on the handle and they pulled it wide open.
I could not believe who stood behind the door with a gun in hand. Gabe.
"Hey Alberto." he spoke. His voice sent shivers down my spine. It sounded angry and sadness altogether.
He walked into the room looking over all of us. Mike let out a sob.
"J-Jaime..why is he here?" I courageously asked out loud.
Gabe laughed. As if he was taunting us he started waving his gun around.
"Jaime Jaime Jaime.. " he spat out bitterly. "His name is not Jaime its ALBERTO" he shouted, frustration clearly showing in his voice.
I flinched at the loudness.
"Why are you doing this?!" Jaime or Alberto asked sounding a bit angered, but trying to restrain himself due to Gabe having a gun.
"I don't know Al why did you betray me!? Why did you hurt me by making me seem like the horrible guy..! We both know what truly happened that night!"
"Says the guy with the gun,," Madelyn spoke up.
Gabe suddenly held his gun up directed at her. Her eyes went wide and she started shaking her head as tears slid down her cheeks. "I'm sorry please I'm sorry don't please." She begged.
"Come here " he told her.
She hesitantly stood up and walked over to Gabe. He quickly grabbed her, spun her and held the gun up directly at her head.
I could help but let the tears once again fall. "Madelyn" I cried out.
I did not know her, but having someone you've interacted with being held at gun-point was just to much to handle. For anyone.
"Al..im going to give you 10 seconds to start telling the truth of what happened that night or else.." he paused and motioned to Madelyn." She dies.."
I looked over at Jaime too see he was clearly contemplating what to do. Seriously, just tell the fucking story.
"10"
"9"
"8"
"7"
"6"
"Just say the story Hime" Mike spoke clearly frustrated at him.
"5"
"4"
"Jaime please" Vic begged.
"3"
"2"
"Jaaime!" I cried out
"1"
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Whoop-whoop. This chapter made me sad.
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