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As soon as Jon had pulled the trigger , a quiet clicking noise was heard. He furrowed his brows in confusion , before letting out an audiable gasp.

Shawn took the chance to make his way out of the room, leaving a flabbergasted Jon to sit there.

The bullet that had shot Brandon. That was the last one.

"No, no!" He shouted, banging his hands against the weapon profusely.

He tried again. And again. And again. But it never went off. It always emitted that quiet clicking sound that he learned to hate with a burning passion.

"I'm so sorry, Brandon." Jon whispered burying his face in his hands. He wanted to cry but no tears made their way out of his eyes.

From the spaces in his hands , he watched the blood flow from his friend's wound, causing him to let out a low sound that was close to a growl.

"Imma kill Shawn." He promised, his hands balling up into fists as he stormed out of the bedroom.

And he wasn't kidding . The only question was,

Where did Shawn go ?

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Returning to the party , Jon gathers up all of his dear friends , dragging them into the room .

" Guys , I'm so sorry , but Brandon is g-"

The room was cold and empty. Not a single soul in sight.

Jon mumbles under his breath at the sight and is shocked .

" Umm I thought you said Brandon was in here ," Chy says scrapping her nails against her elbow.

Jon grabs his rib cage , giving the hint that he's about to throw up. He holds it down but has a repeating throbbing sensation in his chest.

Brandon was gone. Nobody knew whether he was alive or dead. But they knew that he was in an unstable condition to be run around.

" Brandon must've been dragged out of the room. I see traces of blood ," Gigi says as a tear rips down her cheek.

" Shawn. You fuck with my brother , then you fuck with me. It's payback time." Jhacari says giving off a fearsome smirk.