Little Did I Know (Jonah Marais FanFic)

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"JONAH!" I yelled.

The guys and I all ran up towards him. He was laying on the grass, his eyes barely open.

"Jonah, come on baby, stay with me," I cried on top of him while lightly shaking him.

"Call 911!" I screamed, crying. Zach ran into the house to get his phone.

"Look what you made me do!" Jazmine yelled.

She ran to Jonah. "Baby, I didn't mean for this to happen-"

I pushed her away from Jonah.

"HE. ISNT. YOURS!" I yelled.

I grabbed the gun that was Laying on the grass.

"No! No! Please!" Jazmine pleaded, her hands up.

"Why shouldn't I shoot you! You hurt the love of my life!" I yelled.
I was boiling with anger and the hot tears that fell from my eyes burned my cheeks.

"I didn't mean for this to happen. I swear."

I put the gun down and went back to Jonah.

"Baby," he said in a raspy, low voice.

My eyes filled with tears again.

"Jonah! Don't ever do that again. I care about you way to much" I choked on my words.

"I would take 100 bullets for yo..." he closed his eyes.

As if it was on cue, police cars and an ambulance pulled up.

The guys and helped getting Jonah into the ambulance.

"I turned around and saw Jazmine reaching for the gun.

"STOP!" I yelled.

*BOOM!*

I covered my face. I wasn't dead, but I heard a gunshot.

And there I saw Jazmine laying on the lawn with a gun in her hand, blood seeping from her chest.

She killed herself.

I felt like I was going to throw up.

Police officers ran to me.

"Ma'am are you okay!" They said.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, just please help my boyfriend!" I yelled, barely being able to talk.
My eyes were swollen and I felt so dizzy to the point where I felt I was floating.

Jazmine was taken to the hospital with Jonah.

"Let's go," Daniel said. He gave me a hug.

The boys and I and drove to the hospital behind the ambulance.

*30 minutes later*

"Friends of Jonah Marais and Jazmine Lucero?" asked a nurse.

We all went into the hospital room and visited Jazmine and Jonah.

"Jonah," I ran to him and grabbed his hand.

"How are you doing?" I asked. Tears started to fall down my cheeks.

"Better since you're here now," he said and forced a smile.

I asked the doctor, "Is he alright?"