Stand By You

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Okay, this is going to be a short story. I am so sorry I forgot to tell you this would be terrible. I have an ear infection and haven't been on lately. Anyways, here is a sad tear jerker of a cliffhanger. Don't hate me because I love cliffhangers. Let's begin...

THIRD PERSON

Joel scooted to the side of the chair and rested his head on his love. Everything was hopeless. Joel started to console himself by remembering the story of their love. His eyes were blurry and couldn't see much. He began to think. He closed his eyes and smiled.

He could see himself walking down the street. Near the 'apartment'.

He could see himself peering through the windows.

Demanding to come in.

Hearing Lizzie's story.

Seeing her at StarBucks.

Breaking his nose.

Asking her on a date.

Getting mysterious calls.

Finding Lizzie's bloody room.

Getting tranquilized.

He started to frown. He opened his eyes. He could hear steps. He shouted "Please! Release her! Keep me to die! Please..." he started to cry. The door opened and he could finally see who it was. Before he spoke, he realized there were two people. One of them had a gun. He screamed as he saw a bullet fly at his dear Lizzie's arm. Her eyes popped open and he heard the loudest, scariest, most high pitch scream he had ever heard. The guys walked closer. It seemed to shape out Ollie and Dylan. Dylan had the gun. They were both smirking. Ollie grabbed the gun from Dylan. He pointed it at Joel, his hand about to pull the trigger. "NOOO!" Lizzie shouted. Even at this time Joel smiled. He was satisfied, knowing that Lizzie liked him. Ollie pointed the gun at Lizzie. He was about to push his thumb on the trigger. "OLLIE!" A voice shouted. Ollie and Dylan started to leave. Ollie turned his head and frowned. "Don't worry. You'll get it soon or later. And by the way, it won't be later," he walked out and shut the door with a slam.

See? terrible. I don't have good grammer. I am like a 1st grader! No offense to any first graders, I was horrible in 1st Grade, that is why I said that.


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