Boom, Dead ; Muke

What I did

I jumped up when hearing the gun shot. I looked around and realized Ashton wasn't near me and my heart dropped to my stomach.

I rushed around the locker room and stopped and hid behind a locker when seeing Luke stand over Ashton. Ashton was clutching his side where blood was seeping in to his shirt. Realization hit me that Luke had his back turned to me, so I took this opportunity and ran straight at him and jumped on his back.

He struggled around the locker room and slammed me against lockers to try and get me to let go. Finally he tried pointing his gun at me but I jumped off his back and he shot a locker.

When he realized it was me his eyes widened and he pointed the gun at me. My eyes widened but not in fear. There has been many moments in my life where I've welcomed death. I was in shock right now though. The quiet kid just killed my best friend shot my other best friend and was ready to kill me.

"Oh I bet you'll be my friend now!" He snapped and I just stared him dead in the eye. I tried seeing if I could figure out what his next move was.

"Luke what are you doing.." I asked calmly.

"Why do you care?!" I got mad right there.

"Because you just fucking killed my best friend!" I snapped and he almost looked like he felt bad for a second. But that look quickly changed.

"You guys never defended me.." I did feel bad. I wanted to defend him, I wanted to help him.

Luke aimed his shot gun towards me and he almost pressed the trigger but I jumped up and tackled Luke to the ground. I smacked his head off the locker just simply knocking him out. I rushed over to Ashton who had a pained look on his face.

"You're not dying Ashton. Not today!" I angrily said and picked up the hurt boy. He wrapped his free arm around the back of my neck and continued holding onto his side while I held onto him with my arm and helped him out of the room.

We made it out to the hallways and I went to a classroom that had their door closed. It was the first aid class and I knew people were in there.

"Help! My friend is bleeding very badly!" I screamed while pounding my bloody hand off the door. I heard movement but waited and nobody answered the door.

"He's dying! Help us!" I screamed and hit the door a few more times.

Oh hell no. I was not gonna give up on this. I gently sat Ashton down so he was sitting against the locker. I started kicking at the door and finally it opened. It was the teacher and he looked mad and was holding a knife.

"Get away from here!" he shouted but in a whispered tone.

"My best friend got shot and he is dying! He needs help and this is the first aid class!" I snapped and he pointed the knife towards me. This can't be real. A teacher is pointing a knife at a student. A student who is trying to get some help!

"Better one life is lost then 14 lives." My eyes widened and I grabbed the sick ass teacher by the collar of his shirt and pushed him against the lockers.

"You better watch what you say next. Choose your words very wisely or else I am gonna grab that knife and stick it up your ass." I snapped in his face. He reacted by cutting my arm and pushing me down and rushing into the classroom and closed the door and locked it.

I clutched onto my arm and hissed. He cut extremely deep.

"Mike, are you okay?" Ashton asked and I nodded and stood up and helped him up. I took him to the nurses office and luckily the door was unlocked.

I helped Ashton in the room and closed it and locked it.

"Please don't hurt me!" A feminine voice echoed through the room. I turned around and instantly shook my head when seeing the middle aged woman.

"No no I am not hear to hurt you. My best friend is dying and I need your help." She looked down at Ashton and gasped.

"Where is the insane shooter?" she asked as she kneeled down next to Ashton, immediately looking at his injury.

"I knocked him out but it's been a few minutes. He probably woke up and is looking for us." she nodded and I just stood over top of them hoping and praying she can help Ashton.

"Get me first aid kit. It's in the drawer right there." she pointed over to a desk and I ran over and grabbed it. Once I gave it to her she ripped it open and started pulling out gauze pads and placed them over the wound.

"Look he isn't gonna make it much longer. He needs a hospital." She said and I frowned and Ashton looked like he didn't know what to think. He looked worried.

"This is all gonna be over soon and he's gonna get a hospital."

"No he's not." We all turned and saw Luke.

"None of you are getting outta here alive."