Jared Gilmore Imagines

The Alley | J.G.

Synopsis: I don't even know how to describe this without spoiling so just read, I promise it's good.

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Jared and I both stood up, after paying for our food. We headed towards the door where he opened it for me. Once we were outside, we felt the cold wind hit us on the face. We kept walking, with each step we got closer to the house.

It was about 10pm and we both knew that we had to pass through the creepy and dark alley. Trying to ignore the chills I got, I made little conversation with Jared. We walked as fast as possible after we finally passed through the alley.

Although we weren't far from the alley, the both of us let out a breath we didn't realize we were holding. Relaxed, we kept walking until we felt someone push us back right into the alley we both feared.

I felt someone grab me by the stomach and pin me on the wall. Like any other girl would do, I tried to get the person's grip to loosen by kicking and trashing around. After a few failed attempts, I gave up.

I looked in front of me and saw a man pinning Jared on the opposite wall, just like I was. We were both struggling, which did not worked at all.

"What do you want?" struggled Jared to say.

Both of the men ignored him. The one that was holding me, took out a rope from somewhere I didn't know and tied both of my hands to a chair. He then left me there and went to his partner, knowing that even if I struggled, I wouldn't succeed.

The both began beating Jared, blood dripping from his lip. All I could do was trash around and shout. Shout at them, for them to stop. Shout to anyone that could here us to call the police or something.

They then left him, blood leaving his body, they left him with a black eye and probably a broken arm. Tears flowed down my eyes. I wasn't able to observe them beating the life out of someone I care and love.

The tears filled my sight, which prevented me from seeing what the men were doing.

"HELP! SOMEBODY!" I began screaming as loud as I could, repeating the same words.

"Shut up!" one of them said. Then, the other one took out a gun and pointed it at me.

"If you don't shut up, I'll make you." he threatens, taking the safety out of the pistol on his hands.

I sat there, quiet for a while. Realizing that there was no other option, I began screaming once again, hoping for someone to notice us or our screams.

I then heard the man with the gun shout at me once more before shooting, straight to my head. I closed my eyes, waiting for the impact to come. Nothing happened. I opened them once I heard someone groan below me. I looked down and saw my loved one lying on the floor with his hands on his chest, just below his heart. Blood going through his blue long sleeved shirt.

"No no no no no. Jared what did you just do. Why?!" I screamed at him.

"I had to dammit!" he struggled to say.

"You're such an idiot." I said, tears flowing down my face.

I then saw someone beside us, an old woman. She saw me and walked up to me, untying me from the chair. Immediately, I ran up to Jared and kneeled down beside him, putting more preassure into his injury. My tears wetting his shirt.

"I called the ambulance. The men ran away before the police caught them." the lady said with a sympathetic look on her face.

About five seconds later, the sound of the sirens filled in my ears. I looked down at Jared, he was trying to keep his eyes open.