The only thing that has changed in the hour and half we've been here has been the hands on the clock.
This Bret guy hasn't come yet, and he two guys with the guns have been standing off to the side talking about God knows what.
Asher asks if I'm okay every now and again, and all I do is nod every time.
I can't stop looking at the man who is laying on the floor in front of us, dead.
I've watched as his breathing got shallow to an eventual stop. His eyes are still open though, and all I want to do is close them.
"This is ridiculous," Asher says, and I look over to him to tell him to shut up before he says, "Hey!"
"Asher," I protest, before one of the guys comes over, "What do you want?"
"What do you want?" Asher says, shaking his head, "None of us have anything, we are all innocent, so why are you keeping us here?"
"Shut up," the guy points the gun to his head and I look at him with pleading eyes.
"No," Asher says, "Let them go, you filthy-"
The butt of the gun comes in contact with Asher's temple, and I let out a shriek, but secretly relieved he didn't get shot.
But Asher falls to the floor, and before I can stop myself, I sit next to him, holding his bleeding head in my lap.
The guy now points the gun at me, and I gasp in a shaky breath, putting my tied hands in the air.
"My names Catherine. Catherine Batts. I'm 20 years old and live with my best friend Grace," he clicks the gun, and tears fall from my eyes as I let out a sob, "I-I'm from New York. I have a family, a mom, a dad, and a sister, Krista. I also have a dog."
"My best friends are named Calum, Michael, Luke, Grace, and Ashton. I met them when I was 17 in my senior year of high school."
He continues to hold the gun towards me, "I'm in love with Ashton Irwin. I have people who I love dearly and need to grow old with. I've barely lived, I'm only 20, I'm only 20," I stutter out, my whole body shaking as I look at the blood on my hands from Asher's head, who is looking up at me, my hands shaking furiously, "I'm only 20."
"Put your hands up," I look up and a team of officers in full bullet proof suits and helmets walking closer towards us.
"You stop right there or we'll shoot all them!" The guy who is holding the gun to me says, but now moving it towards another hostage, "I'll kill them!"
"If you even so move that, you'll be the dead one," an officer shouts, and the guy looks around, seeing that he is completely surrounded.
"I'm only 20," I find myself whispering and not being able to stop, "I'm only 20."
I look back over to the team, and see a familiar pair of brown eyes staring at me.
I let out a sob, and he nods at me, as if saying I'll be okay.
"He was supposed to come," the gunman says, "Bret was supposed to be here."
"We have him," an officer says, "He's in custody, he isn't coming."
"You're lying!" The guy shouts, now moving the gun to point at the officer.
It all happens so quickly, the bullet coming out of an officers gun and going straight into the guys arm, making the blood splatter all over me and Asher.
He falls to the floor, and the officers grab the other gunman while others come towards the one that's been shot and kicks his gun before one kneels down next to him and says, "Game over."
"Is he shot?" An officer comes running up to me, taking Asher from my lap and putting him on the floor next to me.
I shake my head, not being able to say anything.
"Kitten," I turn my head slightly, my whole body shaking as Calum kneels next to me, his hand running over my face, "Come on, let's get you out of here."
I can't stop shaking, or stop the tears from falling from my eyes, so he puts his arms under my legs and behind my back before lifting me up.
I grip onto his bullet proof vest, before finding myself whispering, "I'm only 20," once again.
"I know, I know, Kitten," he says, before I feel the fresh air hit me.
"I'm going to take you to the ambulance to check you out, then they're going to take you to the hospital for the night. Okay?"
I shake my head, "I-I-I'm fine, where's Ash-Asher?"
"Asher?" He raises his eyebrows, "Do you mean Ashton?"
I shake my head, "The guy, inside-" I say, "In my lap."
"Oh," he says, before I'm being placed in the ambulance, "I'm sure he's okay, he'll probably be brought to the hospital."
"I need to make sure he's okay," I say, "Please."
"Okay," he says, putting his hand on my cheek, "I'll go see what's going on with him, okay?"
I nod, before a medic comes over to me.
"Miss, is this your blood?" He asks, and I look down at my shaky hands, and clothes, the images of Asher being hit in the temple and the guys arms being blown off replaying in my mind, before I shake my head.
"Okay, well, I'm Matthew, I'm going to hook up some monitors, alright."
I nod, letting him hook things up to me, before I see familiar faces coming towards me.
"Cat," Grace breathes out in relief, "Oh my god."
She grabs my hand, and I look over to Ashton, who looks like he could vomit at any moment.
"Okay, who's going in the ambulance with her?" Matthew asks, and Grace raises her hand, "Me, I'm going."
I'm laid on a stretcher, and I just let them do whatever they want to me, mostly because I'm extremely tired and I can't stop fucking shaking.
I glance at Ash one last time, before the doors of the ambulance are shut and there are two hard bangs on the truck.
"They're back," I find myself saying, sitting up straight and trying to take off the wires that are attached to me, "They're coming back, they're going to kill me."
"No ones coming back, Cat," Grace rubs her thumb onto the back of my hand, while Matthew tries to stop me from ripping off the wires, "Its all over, okay? It's over."
"Cat," Matthew says calmly, and I look over to him, "Lay back down, I'm going to give you something to try and stop your shaking."
"No!" I scream, "They're coming! They're going to kill me! Please, you have to let me out! I'm only 20, I'm only 20!"
"Sedate her!" The guy from the front of the truck says, and I see Matthew fumbling around as Grace squeezes my hand.
"No, don't come near me!" I scream, continuing to thrash around.
I feel a sharp pain in my shoulder and I turn to Grace, "Please, help me Grace, don't let them do this to-"
I feel my eye lids get heavy and myself fall back, before everything turns black.
