trente-neuf

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she called the police, telling them to come to the middle school bathroom. it was working.

her plan would work.

she heard them knock, and jane shrieked, pulling mike into a chokehold. she stumbled backwards, aiming the gun at his head.

hopper and the cops barged in to see a twitchy jane ives and half-conscious, hostage michael wheeler.

"drop your weapons!" she screamed.

"don't do this, jane," brenner tried to talk her down. with remarkable aim, she shot him in the leg. he gasped in pain, crumpling to the ground.

"who's next?" jane darkly asked. the police aimed their weapons at her, eyeing her in response.

"try anything, and pretty boy gets a bullet in his head."

"why are you doing this?" mike choked. he tried to desperately pull out of her grasp.

"jane, stop it. we know the truth," hopper said. "give us the gun, and we can work out a deal."

"jane, please, i'm so sorry," mike tearfully whispered, grabbing at her sweater. "i didn't mean to-"

"payback's a bitch," jane cut him off, bringing the gun to her head and closing her eyes.

"wait!" hopper yelled just as the gun went off, echoing throughout the bathroom stall.

blood pooled on the ground, forming a treacherous halo around the deceased couple. jane laid on the floor, eyes closed. mike was next to her. her arm was loosely wrapped around him, and a similar bullet wound gaped and ruined their heads.

and so it seems, in death, eleven byers and michael wheeler were finally reunited.

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