Twisted:a wemma fanfiction (glee)

Chapter 13: the gunshot

A/n sorry I didn't continue writing the honeymoon I just lost Ideas so i didn't want to ruin the fic with a lousy chapter

Emma's POV

It was a normal day for me. It was glee club practice now, it was the first time we talked personally. They arranged my wedding so they wanted to get insights about me and Will. It was really awkward at first. Talking to students about your love. But they're family. They asked silly questions. Some easy too answer some really hard. Then Carl went inside the choir room. He was holding a gun.

"Carl! Put that down!" I demanded.

"Ohhhh... So you break up with me and marry a stupid man huh?"

"Carl, he's not stupid. He's better than you!"

"Let's see about that!" right there Will was outside the room. He saw Carl. He ran inside.

"Emma!"

"Ahahahaha I'm hitting to birds in one stone. It's either you die" he points the gun at Will. "you die." he points the gun back to me. "Or they die" points the gun to the kids.

"No! Carl don't do this." he was about too hit me when Will punched him right in the face.

Carl pointed the gun to Will.

"Carl!" I said crying.

Then he shot the gun pointing to Will. I ran as fast as I could and the gunshot hit me.

"Emma! No.. This can't happen I should've got hit not you Em, not you!"

"I-I'm not like others Will I'd rather die first then have you die before me. I would never let go of you. You can get some other girl Will I'm not like that."

"No Em, you're not going to die I promise you!" Will says.

"Will, I'm-I'm pregnant." I say.

Th last thing I saw was Puck doing his best to get Carl out.

Will's POV

Why? Why Emma. I was still shocked. Both because she was pregnant and she just got shot. I went in the ambulance with her. Holding her hand. I was so afraid for her and for the little baby in her womb. I was speechless. I live Emma so much. What she said. I felt the same way, I would rather die first. I couldn't handle the fact that Emma was now laying here in the ambulance sad. I kept sobbing, I couldn't handle this. We finally arrived in the hospital and they won't let me in.

"She's my wife! She's pregnant I have to go to!"

"I'm sorry sir. We will do everything we can to save her."

"Emma! Stay strong for me please." I shout even if I knew she wouldn't hear me I would try.