Heathens

xvi

Before i could even register what was happening, i heard a gun shot.

"MIKEY!" i screamed as he dropped to the floor, and I ran over to him, escaping from Fowler's grip (with the price of a cut across my shoulder from the knife he had at my neck).

I was soon dragged away from him, though earned myself a slice across my forearm as i fought with Fowler.

"B-Babe-" i heard faintly from the floor as Fowler pulled me to stand up.

I looked between the two of them, and knew I had to think fast. I swung my foot up and kicked him between the legs, making him fall to the floor.

I used that time to grab his gun, as he'd dropped it to the floor as he fell, then I dropped to my knees next to Mikey.

He was alive, thank god. My eyes went to the blood seeping through his shirt and I lifted it up, pulling my hoodie off and pressing it against the wound to prevent him losing too much blood. He'd been shot in the fucking stomach, and i was fucking terrified i was going to lose him already.

"Get J-Jack," he breathed out, shifting slightly to grab the gun that was still in the back of his jeans.

Jack shook his head, "help him. I'm fine," he nodded at Mikey on the floor, "keep pressure on his fucking stomach!"

Mikey struggled to lean up on his elbow as Fowler finally stood up, though i got out of the way when i realised Mikey's gun was pointed at him.

"Second time lucky?" Fowler snarled, and then i saw a bullet go through his head. I stared as he dropped to the floor once again, though this time, he wouldn't be getting up.

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the next chapter will be longer probs but i'm falling asleep but i wanted to get this out (unedited sorry)