The last Thought

n-no?!

    I barely look up when a secret door opens and........wait......"Brad!?" I practically scream and jump up hugging him ignoring the pain in my arm, I must have ripped my IV out. He chuckles "of course who else." I look at him and remember what happened and rip open his shirt and run my hand down his chest "........but you were shot.....here" I point to his chest.  He seems to think for a minute and then nervously laugh "Wwhhaatt ?" He smiled "must have been a hallucination.......you bumped your head."  I slowly nod and step back and sit......something's going on....I saw it.....why....who....what...I'm brought back to reality by ....Brad? "Let me take care of that arm there Grayson." I look at him and slightly pull my arm away when he try's to take it but holds it tighter and wraps it "You never call me Grayson........" He freezes for a minute as if he's listening to something........

             Alright I'm getting answers and I'm getting them now "....Brad?" He looks at me and .....wait he forces a smile? Since when does he ever do that?!!?

I smile and play along "I'm glad your ok." He nods and hold my hand " Me to." He smiled and led me down a dark hall to a small bedroom "here's your room, there's clothes in the closet." I look at him ".....what why am I not home....." He smiled "I'll explain everything after you change." He walked out and shut the door. I look around and sigh "...where the Frick am I?" I shake my head and think 'maybe....I should listen..don't get on his bad side..' I nod and look through the clothes..........there all.....new....and my size...as if he knew what would....happen. I shake the bad thoughts from my head and change into jeans, a black tank top and a pair of converses. "That'll do." I jump and turn around to see him standing in the doorway "o-ok." He nodded  and steps out of the doorway and wait for me to leave the room. I slowly walk out of the room and look around as he pulls out a gun and aim it at my back "walk!" He barked and slightly shoved me and I start walking "I knew you weren't Brad I knew from the start." He laughs and nods "funny thing you bought-" he's cut off as a bullet entered his chest "Never would I buy somethings like that." I mumble as he slides to the ground and I put the gun in my waistband.

               I walk down the hall and I start hearing people talking......but about what.....I hear someone say "It can't work" ....it was a gruff voice......much like ......."Brad it's the only way." I gasp and walk to the corner of the wall and listen to their conversation....but it kinda ended because maybe I might have lost a little to much blood and I stumbled into the hallway and freeze "u-um" 

Brad looks at me and is by my side in an instance " whoa gray its alright." I look at him angry and happy all at the same time "d-don't even touch me!" I back away from him and he tilts his head "what's the matter gray? I-I don't understand " I glare "How the hell What the actual hell!? I! Don't understand how you think it's ok to pretend to die!" I start crying "It's not cool it's-it's not fair I thought I lost you!" He hugged me and this time I just hid my face in his shirt and cried, soon he just picked me up and sat down somewhere and rocked me back and forth.