42nd Country Road

Shots Fired

"Jack, Mark, Ethan come here!" I said as loud as I could. They all came in looking like they had been hit by trains.

"What," Ethan said. I held up my clean, unstained hands

"Look!" I said smiling, " It's gone,"

The boys looked at me faintly smiled, then trudged back to their rooms to lay down once again. I wanted to do something, but my headache was so distracting. I walked into the kitchen closing the curtains, and sitting on the counter.

"What am I doing," I whispered to myself. I headed upstairs. Peeking into Jack's room. He was laying on his bed. I went to Mark's room and glanced in. He was like Jack, laying on his bed. I then went and checked on Ethan. Laid across his bed. I went back down the empty hallway and sat on the stairs. I went into Mark's room and crawled onto the bed. I laid down next to him.

"Hey," he said, his voice gravelly

"Hi," I said, turning to him. He put his hand out pulling me closer to him.

"You know you don't have to come in here and lay with me," He said smiling

"I know, but I wanted to," I said looking him in the eyes, " I...I thought about it and... I want to... be with you, because I love you and..." He cut me off.

"Hey, I trust you and I love you too,"

"But what about Jack?" I said

"He told me he would be fine,"

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure," He closed his eyes and I nestled closer to him. I made the right decision.

I woke up with Mark's arms still wrapped tightly around me, Something seemed different though. I sat up, looking around the room. No light, no birds, nothing. I saw someone standing in the doorway.

"You know what, Ev?" Jack's dark part was out and very much alive, "I'm bored,"

I then felt my darkness rising up inside me.

"Really?" I said, fighting the darkness.

"Ya," he started to walk over to my side of the bed. The darkness crept into my head. I was gone. My actions were no longer mine. I stood up from the bed.

"So... you're bored?" I said

"Ya, really bored," He said inching closer to me. He shoved me against the wall, pulling my hands up above my head. He kissed me, passionately.

"Where's Ethan," I asked. Jack smiled and walked out of the room into the hallway. I followed. He shoved me into the room first. I sat on the side of the bed.

"Ethan.." I said lightly touching his face. He opened his eyes, they were normal. He must have saw mine.

"Hey, Ev" He said sitting up, "Your hands are black again,"

"They are, aren't they," I said looking at my blackened hands. Suddenly there was a blow to my head. Hitting me in the temple. I fell off the bed and groaned. The darkness receded and I moaned. Jack came rushing into the room.

"What did you do," His voice was dark and angry. I heard Jack's body hit the floor. Ethan left the room. I heard Jack get and follow. I stood up dizzily and trailed far behind. Jack came out of his room holding a gun. The barrel pointing at me. I put my hands up.

"Jack, this isn't you," I said, Blood started to get into my eye from where I was hit.

" I could shoot Mark, but I need him," He said angrily.

"You need me too," I said

"You're right I do, I can't kill you, but I can give you pain," He shot the gun. The bullet hit me on my hip. I fell backwards, hitting the wood. The pain was worse than the knife. I screamed. Mark came rushing out of his room.

"Ev! Ev!," His hands went immediately to my wound. He then turned around to Jack who looked like he had just realized what he had done. I sat up and pushed myself against the hallway wall so I could see how bad it was. It hurt so bad. I looked over at Jack who had now dropped the gun and had tears in his eyes.

"What the hell Jack?!" Mark screamed at him

"I didn't mean to... I swear... I-I" Jack was choking on tears. Jack walked over to me, "I'm so sorry... I didn't want to hurt you, I tried to stop him..."

"Hey...hey... It's okay... alright... I'm... okay," I said it in intervals. I put my hand on the back of his neck, the other clutching my side.

"I'm gonna be fine," I said to him. I looked at Mark, who looked like he was about to burst with anger. Jack was hunched over me, shaking with tears. Mark walked over and ripped Jack off of me. Slamming him into the wall right across from me. Jack was crying even harder. Mark had a hand raised into the air.