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Emma's POV

"Oh my god," I said to myself. I ran to the bathroom Weston was in and banged on the door.

They're gonna kill Weston.

They're gonna kill Weston.

"W-weston, hurry up!!" I was shaking. I didn't want him to die. He's the one who's helped me through the whole Hunter thing, he's the one who's helped me through depression!!

"Emma what's wrong?" Weston asked. He opened the door fast and before he could walk back to my room, I shoved him in the closet with me.

I shut the door so no one could hear us.

"I got a text from an unknown number saying that Mark and Jacob are outside my window with guns," I whispered.

His jaw dropped.

Weston's POV

Shit. I'm dead.

I remember what Jacob told me 3 years ago...

**FLASHBACK**

"Great job boys," Jacob said. I took off my black mask because I was sweating and looked at the girl hysterically crying. Poor girl. I needed the money though.

Jacob would pay me $100 if I worked with him.

"Here you go Weston," Jacob took a brand new $100 bill out of his pocket and handed it to me.

But before he let me take the money, he stopped.

"We have to make a deal first."

"Okay. I just want my money," I replied.

"You have to swear to never go near her," he pointed at the crying girl next to the Hunter guy I shot.

I nodded my head.

"If I find out you're with her, I'll kill you. And I'll tell her you killed Hunter."

**FLASHBACK OVER**

He better not tell her.

I opened the closet with Emma on my back, ready to face Mark and Jacob. Then I walked into Emma's room to see them both on Emma's bed.

With guns.

"What do you want," I said. I could feel Emma grabbing onto me even harder.

"Long time no talk, Emma," Jacob sneered.

Now, Emma was shaking.

"Why are you here," she managed to say.

"Do you miss Hunter? Huh? Do you miss him? Remember all the fun times you had with him.... and that one time you two were in the woods and he kissed you? Huh? Remember?" Jacob stood up and got in Emma's face.

Bastard.

"Get the hell away from her," I said through my teeth. Emma was crying now and it was all his fault.

I'm not gonna let him get away with this shit.

"Emma, do you love him?" Jacob asked.

"I love him more than anything in the world," Emma cried.

"Not anymore..."

Emma's POV

"Not anymore..." Jacob said to me. I'm currently in Weston's arms crying. I don't want to lose him. He's helped me so much- I love him.

More than anything.

And with that, Jacob pulled out his gun.

"NO! DON'T DO IT, PLEASE! I LOVE HIM! NO, NO NO!!" I screamed.

Jacob laughed with Mark at his side.

I got out of Weston's arms and stood in front of the gun.

"If you want to kill him," I said through my breaths.

"You have to kill me."

"Um, no, it doesn't work like that," Mark pulled me away from the gun and grabbed me.

"Get- off- of me!!" I tried to break free of Mark's hold.

"Tell her or you die," Jacob held the gun up to Weston's head.

"You have 3 seconds," Mark said.

No. No, Weston can't die!

If he dies, I'm going with him.

"3,"

I tried to get out of Mark's arms again.

"2,"

Weston bit his lip. More tears came down my face.

"1,"

"NO! NO, NO, NO!"

Jacob pulled the trigger and Weston fell to the ground.

This can't be happening.

Mark dropped me, and I grabbed my phone and dialed 911.

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it was actually really sad writing this:/ do you guys think Weston's really dead? or did Jacob miss or something?

more coming soon;)