Without You (Tony Oller fan fiction)

What The Duck?

"Jenna, I-" Malcolm started.

Tony protectively grasped Jenna's arm and began pushing her behind him like a mother bear.

"No," Tony started staring intently at Malcolm, "you've done enough."

"Tony, you don't understand-" Malcolm began, "I'm dying. I-"

"Maybe you'd be better of dead after what you did to Jenna" Tony stated, coldly. His emotions were at a stand still. There was no emotion, he was a blank canvas.

Almost as soon as the words spilled from Tony's mouth, Jenna felt the back of her hand connect with Tony's face.

The sound echoed through out the parking lot. Tony made no movement, no facial expression, absolutely nothing.

Malcolm's eyes opened wide, "She's got you pretty whipped, eh tony?"

"Don't talk to me."

"Man, I'm sorry. We're brothers. You can't do this."

"You couldn't do Jenna, but you found a way didn't you?" An eyebrow lifted as a cocky smile peeked at the corners of his lips.

Jenna tugged at Tony's back pant pocket, "stop it." She whispered in tears, remembering the incident.

She pushed her way past Tony's protective bubble around her, "We all make mistakes, but-"

Tony placed his hand over Jenna's mouth, "But some fucking mistake he made. He dicked around with the love of my life. You're lucky I love you enough to forgive it."

Jenna's eyes dropped as she remembered all the fault that truly was on her and her actions.

"Tony, I already told you I came here to apologize." He let out a relieved breath, "I want to make things right."

Tony exchanged glances with Jenna, before both re-adjusting their views back to Malcolm

"Is there a way I can do that?"

Jenna looked at Tony, anxiously anticipating Tony's answer.

He let out a disapproving breath, "Yes, there is actually."

A sparkle fluttered in Malcolm's eyes for about half a second, "You can leave. Never come back." Tony continued.

"Tony, stop. You can't do-"

"No, no. He's right." Malcolm stopped Jenna's plead to Tony, as he turned to leave.

Malcolm steadily walked away.

"What the fuck did you do???" Jenna lectured Tony.

Tony's eyes were dead, motionless, full of absolute fear of what lurked in the distance.

"Tony. LOOK AT ME." Jenna shouted, echoing through the lot.

She let out a sigh, before she heard it.

The sound.

The sound that struck fear in Tony.

She knew that noise.

She knew where it came from.

She feared looking into the distance because the only person lurking there was Malcolm.

That noise.

Again.

Followed by a menacing laugh.

The click of a finger on the trigger.

Just then, Jenna looked up to find Malcolm, with the weapon in his hand pointed towards Tony.

Tony stood there, no emotion plastered his face.

"Lights out, Tony." Malcolm laughed. A single tear fell down Tony's cheek.

Jenna let out a breath.

She stepped in front of Tony, "Malcolm, this is happening because of me."

Tony grabbed Jenna's shoulders and placed her aside him, " I love you, I'm not letting you take the fall for my fucked up moves. I'm not letting you die because you fell for a band boy with a bad attitude. I'm not letting you die for the sake of my life."

She began sobbing.

Tony extended his arms, leaving his torso vulnerable, "shoot me, Malcolm."

The trigger made a click, the bullet quickly connected with Tony's upper left chest.

"NOOOOO," Jenna screamed.