chapter twenty-three

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After the gun was pulled at us everything was a blur for a few seconds. First I heard screaming, then I was tackled. Loud bangs sounded over everything else and I saw black for a second. I thought I had passed out but soon I heard a blood curdling scream and the darkness was lifted. 

After regaining my vision back I noticed that the object was a body, Mannix's body. It took me a minute to process everything but soon I was screaming along with his twin. Mannix had been shot in the chest three times. Blood poured from the wounds and his had clouded over, he was clearly gone.

"Fuck, Mannix please baby wake up." Nick said frantically as he shook him hard.

"Nick, please we need to get out of here" I said as bullets flew past us and into the walls. I grabbed him to try and move him to cover but he pushed me back into the wall causing me to loose my breath.

I looked over to Sage and Denji's last location but they were nowhere to be found.

"Shit!" I heard Nick's familiar voice yell. I looked over to him and he had been shot in his arm, I attempted to run over to him but was soon stoped as a rough calloused hand grabbed me by the arm and shoved me to the rough, cold marble tile.

"You thought you were gonna get away, after all you are the reason I'm doing this" Brandon said pulling out a small but deathly sharp pocket knife. "Fuck you." He said plunging the weapon into my shoulder blade. I let out a scream resembling a banshee's and grabbed at my shoulder to relieve the pain and pressure. 

"It's all your fault fag." He said in a hateful voice before pulling out a silver revolver.

"You don't have to do this." I said shutting my eyes tight pleading for it to not be over but also preparing. I heard a grunt and rustling and opened my eyes to find Denji wrestling with the boy. He yelled a help is on the way and continued to fight. 

Sooner than later that helped arrived and a SWAT team came in guns raised. Before I knew it the sound I had became too familiar with in these past ten minutes rang once again and somebody dropped to the floor.

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