The New Kid

The End (1&2)

The stories are in order. If you read the first section read the first section again, and etc.

Alex's POV

"Alex we should go home." Brooklyn looked at me unsure. Kelley's car was totaled. There was no doubt in any of us that she was dead. "Tobin she's most likely d-dead."

"Brooklyn is right we need to go." I shook my head. I've lost Ash, Ali. I can't lose Kelley. I fell to the ground and burst into tears. Brooklyn and Tobin helped me up and carried me to the car.

They put me in the back seat with Brooklyn and she held me comfortingly the whole way home. We pulled into my drive way and sat there. Brooklyn grabbed my hand and gave it a small squeeze. "It'll be okay Alex."

We got out of the car and I heard Tobin gasp. As my head popped up I heard loud bangs. I looked over and immediately saw the red darkness rushing to every space in the room. "T-T-Tobin?"

"Steph? No no no no no, why would you do this?" Brooklyn fell to the ground, but I couldn't move my eyes from the bullets placed inbetween the eyes of the girls I loved. I lowered my eyes to my own body and took a deep breath.

I raised them to Brooklyn and saw the blood rushing from the defender's chest. "H-hey Brooklyn it's-....it's gonna be...gonna be- okay." She coughed up blood and shut her eyes. "No no no, Steph open your eyes. Steph open your damn eyes please."

She rose from the ground and looked at the other person in the room. "I'm so-so confused why did you do this? Have-have you been doing all of this?" I raised my eyes to the boy on the couch. His blue eyes piercing through Brooklyn's tear filled rainbows. His silver hair messed up and damp with blood. His face cut up from glass of the car he took Kelley's out with.

"Ash...why are you doing this?"

"To get you back...all the fucking years our lives were ruined, don't you know? You don't do you? They adopted you...they knew everything about you, they are here to use you! YOU DON'T DESERVE THIS, I fucking love her. Brooklyn is my sister, not your donor!"

"Alex what does he mean? What am I a donor for? Did you really know...everything? Alex?!" I froze in my steps. "You see, Brooklyn trust me." I shook my head and gulped in the dry air. "Brooklyn, I. Did. Not. Know. I don't know anything he's talking about."

"Don't lie, she knows exactly what I'm talkings about. Alex, how is your heart doing? The doctor's appointment you had two months before you adopted Brooklyn. The time you were told you have a year and a half to live. You remember that right? I know you do. Your family is using her!"

"Alex?" Brooklyn's eyes pleaded for the truth and sunk down. Her nose sniffled as she turned her head to look at each of us. "Alex you knew that didn't you?" Brooklyn looked at me confused. "I knew that, but I never knew that's why they adopted you. Brooklyn...you haven't been my donor, you've been my little sister, my friend, my family, my teammate, you've mean so much to me and you know that."

"Do I-? Asher...I don't think you're right about Alex. Alex-I love Alex." He shook his head and began to look angrier. "NO, HELL NO! Brooklyn I am your brother!"

"Alex is my sister...Asher you can't do this." He raised the gun upwards, pointing it towards my face he sighed. "Why shouldn't I?" He looked away and after a few seconds turned back. The loud bang flew through the room, but it wasn't the only thing. I saw a flash before I thought the bullet would hit me. I hit the ground instead.

I jumped up and looked down. "What did you do?!" He ran over in a panic and kneeled down at the bleeding girl. "I didn't mean to hit her, it was supposed to hit you." He began to tear up and leaned over her body. He got back up and walked away. I held Brooklyn against my chest and began to sob.