The 9th Hour

Kayla

4:50 to 5:05

I walk onto the stage confidently. But I knew it shined through that I was petrified. I looked out at all the kids hopefully Luke, Jake, Jessica, and Evan could save and get the hell out of here. The number of people dead was the most shocking thing. I saw kids just lying around obviously not living  and then kids hiding their tears from Kyle who now had his eyes set on a kid on the stage. The kid was shot once in the leg and once in the arm. I knew he was a freshman and he sort of had a resemblance to someone I knew. "Look at him. Don't your remember the nights Jessica and Jack would come over for dinner. Now look at him. Like a baby. Am I right, sis?"

He turned to look at me and I looked up at him. He had a smirk on his face and seemed happy of the damage he has done, the heart break. But I now know who the kid is. He is Jessica's step brother. Him and Jack would play all the time. Like best friends. Brothers. They loved each other. Jack loved Kyle and he just shot him and now called him a baby. I can't imagine what is happening in him. Terror, pain, and betrayal lots of betrayal. I started thinking of ways to get his attention. Talk about things in our life. But the only thing that came out would piss of even the most calmest people. "What is wrong with you?" The smirk on his face disappeared and I knew he was going to hurt me. 

"What did you say?"

"I said.... What is wrong with you?" I nearly shouted it. I knew pissing him off would be a distraction. Let's just hope it lasts long enough. 

"Wrong with me? Who got pregnant?"

"Well not you because you don't have the body parts to..." He cut me off.

"Then, who had the kid with the most annoying stupid kid in the entire world?"

"Well not you, unless you are gay?" I questioned. It was like a bottle of milk was on the tip of the shelf and wobbling, but not yet falling. 

"I am not and I wouldn't stoop to that level."

"Oh no. Stoop to that level? First of all, Luke is a great guy. Second of all, I know you aren't gay, I was just being a jerk like you are right now. And third of all, the best one, you have stooped to a lower level, You're killing the kids in our school about a matter that should be dealt with at home. Not at school. I know you threatened to shoot up the school if we didn't get an abortion. I know you thought you had to keep up you mojo, but this. Seriously, this is better then you. I would think one of your friends would do this but you? I can't even imagine the pain you have caused. Take Jack for example. Ya'll use to be best friends while you dated Jessica. How do you think Jessica would feel about this? And don't you dare say you don't care about how she feels because I know you still love her even after she left you since you wanted the abortion. She was even encouraging me to have James. Don't you want me to be happy? Don't you want Jessica to be happy?" Shatter, the bottle has fallen, I repeat, the bottle has fallen. 

He shoved me onto the ground and pointed the gun right at my chest. His back to the already smaller group of kids in the background. Good, although Jessica has now noticed Jack. Oh shoot. "Listen here, I don't care anymore. After Luke came along you no longer cared about me. You didn't care about me when you first found out about James, or whatever. You just decided to have him. You never cared how I felt. Now you see how it feels. I don't care how you or anyone else feels about what I am doing. I will just push you to the side like what you are saying isn't an option. And you would never agree with me  because you can't kill someone. Even something not even living yet." Jack was now crawling to the end of the stage. Jessica was waving her hands no but he wouldn't listen. "What are you doing? Are you running away? Weren't we best friends friends back when me and your sister was a thing. What were you going to better then me?" 

Jessica made a brake for the stairs and headed up them until she was right in front of Kyle. "He was crawling to me."

Kyle looked like he was going to puke. See, when they broke up, Jessica had moved away for a few weeks to stay with her stepmother's mom. Jessica had the choice to stay there or come back. She was leaning to staying because of Kyle, but when he was thrown in jail, she came back. He had thought she was still there and must not have thought she would come back to finish her senior year. That had happened during the summer. "Jessica? Is that really you? Oh my god, you look great. I mean better then before. Not that you didn't look good before." He looked down ashamed and blushing like crazy. Jessica, on the other hand, looked pissed. 

"Kyle, what did you do?" she looked like she was about to cry, I don't know why, she was really brave just a minute ago, ohh guilt trick, I got it now. "Why would you do this to me? When I heard you were coming back I was hoping to talk to you, straighten things out." I looked at her like, well, she was tricking him. He looked from me to her then back to me then back to her. Confusing? Me, her, me, her, then me, and finally her. 

"Your tricking me." He raised the gun from me and put it on Jessica, she looked stunned. She also looked horrible. She seemed like all hope had drained from her face. I then realize, Kyle is no longer looking at any of us. Just the almost empty gym spread out behind him.