The Love of a Stranger

Because Of Me

The clock ticked in the background making me feel uneasy. Nervously I waited for two things to happen, one being either for mum to shoot me and get it over with, or for Jack to come through the front door and stop mum. Of course I would rather have the option where Jack would come in, but there was a small part of me wishing that she would end my life making easier for everyone, only hoping that mum doesn't go after Dan and Jack.

I closed my eyes waiting to see what fate had in store for me and apparently, I still had a couple more years left of my life now that Jack had entered.

"Mum what are you doing!" He shouted walking closer to mum trying to retrieve the gun off of her but she only pointed it at him making him shuffle back beside me.

"Oh Jack, you turned out so well, but now that you know, I can't let you continue." She simply said.

"You heartless bitch, how could you?!" He spat, literally.

"Like this."

She done it. She pulled the trigger. I can't believe she pulled the trigger. The volume of the gunshot made my ears ring, something I desperately did not want to hear. Everything was in slow-motion, Jack got hit with the bullet, the impact made him turn to fall to the floor blood all ready pouring. I screamed his name as I bent down and covered his wound with my hand applying pressure doing whatever I could to stop him bleeding. I didn't care if mum was standing behind me pointing a gun to my head, I just wanted this not be real. I cried as I watched him slip out of consciousness, protectively holding him in my arms. My only brother, dying infront of me and there was nothing I could do. This was all my fault, I caused for this to happen, how could I have let this happen?

"Jack...please...no..." I sobbed quietly bowing my head making my forehead touch with his. He didn't reply. I opened my eyes to see his dying body beneath me breathing his last breath. His eyes flickered before closing all the way, never to be opened to see the light of day again.

"NO!" I screamed, inconsolable. I held him tighter just hoping that he would wake up and hold me back, but to no avail he lay there, still. I turned back around to face my mum who seemed to show no indication of remorse, or even realise that she has just shot her own son. Her favourite.

"YOU BITCH." I screamed, tears flooding my face. I wiped away the tears and snot and stood up facing mum.

"Look what you've done."

Sniff

"You've made it even worse for yourself."

Sniff

"You have done enough here, just get out of my sight." I barked

One last sniff and away she went surprisingly, but before she left she poked her head through the door and said;

"Don't think this is over. This isn't the last time you will see me."

"Yeah, I'll see you in hell." I said with my back to her. After a couple of breaths I raced over to the phone and called the police.

Anxiously waiting for the police to arrive, I sat in the corner of the living room with my blood-covered hands clutching my head and my knees tucked into my chest quietly humming to myself not moving my eyes away from Jack's motionless body. He didn't deserve any of this, he died because of me, another tragedy happened to someone else because of me.

Why didn't you fucking shoot me instead?!

I heard multiple heavy footsteps approach the front door, they let themselves in and walked into the living room. They ran over to Jack's body first, then eventually noticing me in the corner. They calmly stood me up and walked me into the back of the car and drove me the police station. After getting myself to grips they sat me down with a warm cup of tea in my clean hands to calm my nerves. I sat and explained everything, even if I didn't want to, even saying it brought me to tears.

"Is there anything we can do for you?" The police woman asked me.

"Can I make a phone call?" They gladly granted my request and took me to the nearest phone, I knew exactly who I wanted to phone but should I really be doing this? If my mum ever shows up again, there would be a high chance that I would be with Dan, it'd be like killing two birds with one stone, but I was upset, alone and had no where to go, I had to phone him. It was rather selfish of me just to phone him up and say I'm homeless again come and get me. But a home is better than none.

By now I knew his number off by heart. It didn't take him long to pick up.

"Hello?"

"Dan it's me, I'm at the police station. Jack's-" I breathed out biting my lip not being able to bring myself to say it.

"Jack's dead." I whispered my voice cracking mid-sentence.

"Oh my God, I'm on my way." Then he hung up immediately.

I was so glad that they were back from tour now, I just wanted to be with no one else other than Dan.

He ran through the entrance out of breath. We noticed each other and I sprinted for him as he did for me, our bodies collided with a strong impact and embraced each other in a hug, holding him tight just like I did when Jack was dying. My body merged with his like the final two puzzle pieces fitting together. Despite the bad weather his body temperature was high and I couldn't help but to cuddle myself into him feeling like everything was better now...but reality's not that simple. If anything bad was to happen to Dan, I would never be able to live myself. His hand crept up to the back of my head holding me close. I breathed in his scent once again making me feel at ease.

"I missed you so much." He whispered with his head buried into my shoulder.

"I missed you too, I love you so much. I'm so sorry for running away, I was a coward. Can you forgive me?" I begged.

"Of course I do, I'm just glad to see you again." He sighed managing to stifle a laugh. We pulled apart and supportively wrapped his arm around my shoulder walking home together once again. For the first time in a while we both walked through the door to our - or more rather his - apartment together once again. I settled down onto the couch still quite shaken about recent events, while he made tea for himself, I refused his offer to make me one.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" He patiently asked. It's only right that he deserves to know after what I've done to him. I nodded my head then I started to explain hopefully for the last time.

"My mum came around when I was in the house alone and I was just so angry at her, I just freaked out, that's when she pulled out her gun. She threatened me, you and Jack all because we knew the truth. She was about to shoot me when Jack came in trying to stop her...but she shot him...all because she didn't want to lose her fucking job." I said with anger in my voice and my clenched fists hit my knee. Dan calmly shushed me and he pulled me into his chest rubbing my back soothingly.

"I never wanted this to happen. I just want this all to be over."

A/n: hey guys! Hope you enjoyed this chapter, anyway I just want to say how grateful I an for all the votes, comments and reads. I've recently been working on another fanfic and I've just released the first chapter so it would mean a lot if you guys were to go check it out...and yes, it involves Dan.