The One And Only Outsider

Chapter 22

Justin's POV:

I ran all the way home and slammed the door behind me. No one was home. I ran up the stairs and cleaned up my cut. I went into my room and opened the dresser drawer. After going through all of the clothes, I finally found what I was looking for. I grabbed the small box and opened it, picking up one of the razors. I took it back to the bathroom and closed the door, locking it behind me. I slid down the door and brought the razor up to my wrist. I sliced until I had three deep cuts on my wrists. I got up and turned the faucet water on, letting the blood drip into the running water. My vision blurred and my head started spinning. I fell to the ground as a pitch black darkness overcame me and everything around me.

I opened my eyes a took in my surroundings. I looked down and saw the pool of blood under my arm.

Justin: "Shit."

I started to stand up. I stumbled a bit but caught my balance on the sink. The water was still running, so I put my wrist under it and watched the blood rundown the drain. It stung, but I didn't mind. After I'd cleaned my wrist, I cleaned the floor. Once it was spotless, I grabbed the razor and cleaned it off before taking it back to my room and putting it back in the small box. I rehid the box and fell onto my bed. I sighed and stared at the ceiling. This plan had better work or else these cuts might get worse. This is what she's doing to me. I love her but she won't love me back. I hate myself for doing all of this to her, but I have to have her. Her not being with me is driving me crazy, She's everything. Everything except mine.

Garnet's POV (Monday):

Micah and I were standing at my locker talking. I felt so...off. Like everything was unbalanced. I don't know why I felt like this but I didn't like it. Not one bit.

The bell rang and we went off to 1st period. All through the day, I felt like something was about to happen. Like something bad was gonna happen. I tried to shake the feeling, but it just kept coming back. I couldn't wait for the day to just be over so that I could go home and just relax.

???'s POV: (A/N: Sorry. I know I don't usually do one of these but I just wanted to say that I couldn't think of a good name for this specific person so, yeah. Be creative. Use your imagination and give him a name. So yeah! Just sayin... Ok back to the story)

I know that what's about to go down is wrong. It's pretty messed up if you ask me. But, I do kinda owe Justin. He bailed me outta jail a few months ago. And I can't go back on my deals. That's just how I do things. So I guess I'll just have to go with it. Sure taking someone out is pretty disturbing, but if you've been through some of the things I've been through, this isn't nearly as bad.

I grabbed the photo Justin gave me. It was a boy who looked to be about 17, maybe 18, years old. He had brown hair and green eyes. I memorized his face then tore up the picture and through it away. I pulled the ski mask over my face and pulled out my gun. I walked through the school doors and shot two times into the ceiling. People started screaming and yelling.

Well...here we go.

Garnet's POV:

Micah and I were standing at my locker  talking, when there were two gunshots fired. I whipped my head around and gasped. People started screaming and kneeling in the ground. Micah grabbed me by my shoulders and pulled me to the ground. Everyone around us was on the floor crying and freaking out. My mind was racing and swimming with thoughts as a loud voice screamed over everyone.

???: "EVERYONE SHUT UP! NOW!!!"

The screaming and crying stopped. There were occasional whimpers and sniffles but other than that, it was dead silent. I slowly looked up and saw the man. I couldn't see his face, it was cover with a black ski mask. But he was tall and skinny. He had on all black (kind of ironic I know) and he held a gun with both hands. He started slowly walking around and telling people to stand up. He'd point the gun at them and tell them to give him all of their money. Once he'd gotten what he'd wanted he'd move on to other people. Then he came over to us. My heart was pounding and I was trying to keep my breathing steady. He pointed the gun at us and barked orders.