Paralysed By Choices ✔️

Chapter seventeen: Don't Quote The Terminator.

I really hated this.

If there was anything in the world that I hated more was being stuck with Spencer. I could just ditch him and continue on my own but that would be suicide for him and I was not that heartless. I could tell with his stubbornness and my bitchiness that it was not going to end well.

Nothing was ever going to end well.

"So, when did you become this crazed killer who carries a gun everywhere?" Spencer asked as we were still in the dorm room, I was checking the window every five seconds and making sure the door was not going to open unexpectedly.

I rolled my eyes and deadpanned. "Cut the small talk. You and I both know that you still hate me for Jess. I thought you would have gotten over it by now."

I was in no mood to make small talk with Spencer. I was stuck with him but that didn't mean I had to be nice to him, I had other important things to deal with than his arguing about Jess and what happened that night. "How can I get over it, Alexis? She was the love of my life and she just dissappeard and you were the last person to see her alive."

I wanted to knock Spencer out with my gun to shut him up but we're stuck in this room until I knew it was safe to leave and to find the others. The cops had arrived and they've surrounded the place, no cop had dared to enter the campus yet and I needed to find Noah to get my phone which I stupidly left in the bag. "Norrie hasn't held a grudge over me and she was Jess's sister. She doesn't blame me so why do you?" I should've left when I had the chance. Spencer didn't respond to my question which gave me a smug look on my face. "Now, would you just shut up about Jess. You can argue with me later but I have to warn you, I have the gun." I couldn't see his face, it was a little too dark but I realised that we shouldn't stay in one place for long.

I grabbed my flashlight out and switched it on, guiding me to the door. Spencer stayed in his place as I opened the door with my gun locked in its place if I needed it. "You coming?" I whispered, waiting for him to move his ass. He crossed his arms as I shone the light in his face. He looked perfectly innocent, like he hadn't witnessed death or even a beat up. "You haven't left this room all night, have you?"

He shook his head, not even daring to look at me. "No, I haven't. There are people out there with guns and I'm that one person without a weapon!"

I rolled my eyes and pulled out my fully loaded gun. "We're perfectly safe, Spencer. We don't have time to stand around and do nothing. Maggie, Jason and Noah are out there unarmed too and I'm afaird they're hurt so please, if you want to live then come with me."

He scoffed and walked towards me. "Don't quote The Terminator."

I shook my head in annoyance and flung the door wide open, revealing an empty and deserted hallway. Most of the students were down at the hall, either waiting to die or waiting until they caught me. The lights were out, not one was flickering or threatening to turn back on. My flashlight was the only thing that would guide us out of this mess.

"Just shut up and follow me." I hissed as I took a few slow steps outside with my gun pointed out in front of me, locked and loaded.

I could feel Spencer's presence linger behind me; it almost felt like a ghost, that he wasn't really there. Maybe it was because I hadn't seen him in so long or because I still felt guilty about Jess. Whatever it was, I didn't like it but leaving Spencer alone wasn't an option. As much as I hated him for blaming me, I could never leave him behind.

One rule for being a cop was to never leave anybody behind, it was cruel and heartless.

"What do you think these people want?" Spencer whispered, bringing me back to reality.