It's You (Sammy Wilk fanfic)

Chapter 24:

I ran over behind the broken couch in the back of the room. Nobody seemed to notice me, which I was grateful for. I quickly started loading everything. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't afraid. I was always afraid of gun fights. Especially knowing that maybe one day. I won't make it alive out of one. "Less thinking, more shooting" Taylor came in with me.

"Hey main titty" he kissed my cheek and I smiled. "Hey cock sucker" he rolled his eyes before turning back and firing a few bullets. I flinched at the loud banging noises. I felt pressure on the couch, and instantly knew they were shooting it. "Shit" Taylor held on to his hand tightly, biting his lip in pain.

Blood seeped down his hand and I cringed as I saw a hole go down through the middle of the back of his hand. I went over to my backpack and grabbed a handkerchief I had in it and tied it tightly to his wrist. He whimpered in pain as he laid his head on my lap. "It's going to be okay. Stay behind here Tay! I'll be right back" I rolled out from under the couch and ran to Myyah.

Who stood in the middle of the room. Kicking a guy on the skull. "Rebecca, Shoot!" I turned around to see someone pointing a gun to Nash and pulled out my gun and just stood there staring at the guy point the gun at Nash ready to kill him, while Nash just looks panicked. "Rebecca, fucking shoot before they kill him!" Fucking do it! I took a deep breathe as I pulled my finger back. The room fell silent as the echo of the bullet filled out ears.

I looked across to see the guy on the ground was unconscious, and he looked like he wasn't even breathing. "Steven!" I looked over to see a tall girl, with long golden locks of hair run down to the dead man. She fell to the floor and held him close to her and she started sobbing. I felt my chest tighten and I felt like I couldn't breath. My eyes blurred with tears as I finally let in what I've just done.

Flashback:

Grayson and I are at our usual order, but this one was far from normal. Grayson was my boyfriend. He was tall, and muscular. He looks like a Calvin Klein model to be honest but that wasn't why I was with him. I was in love with him, and just a month ago I told him about me being in a gang, and he insisted on joining for he can spend more time with me. Romantic right! But this is not romantic at all.

We're in an alley running and running. My heart is beating so fast and hard that I feel like my ribcage is about to rip open. I heard a loud bang go off behind me and instantly looked back. I saw that  Grayson laid on the floor unconscious. Blood seeped out of his chest down to the concrete floor. The people chasing us ran off before I can do anything.

"Grayson!" I yelled running over to the love of my life. I threw myself on the ground and pulled his body closer to mine. "Baby, please don't leave me" sobs slipped out of my mouth and no matter how hard I wanted him to just open his eyes and say, "baby, I'm fine" and to hear his raspy laugh again. To have his strong arms around me holding me close and for him to press his usually cold lips on my warm ones and for us to have a hot make out session in the middle of nowhere but it didn't happen.

Reality set in as I saw him take his last breaths and then he... He was gone.

End of flashback.

I heard footsteps running towards me. I panicked and was about to run, but my legs just stood in place. I was standing shocked ready to die. Ready to face the consequence of taking away a life. For making someone go through what I did. "Rebecca!" This time it was Sammy who yelled my name. I looked over to see him running towards me, but it was already too late.

I laid on the floor, breathing heavy. My eyes were failing me and they kept closing and opening slowly. I felt like I was laying on a puddle. I couldn't feel my body. Everything was numb. Before I closed my eyes I saw a flash of white and a body walking towards me. The person held out their hand to me and whispered so low I couldn't even believe I heard him correctly. "Don't worry you'll be okay, baby"