Loves a loaded gun

Part 3

Jakes POV
When I saw the blood I almost fainted. What was she apart of? Why the hell did Noel stab her? Why wasn't the teacher doing anything!?
All the thoughts soon faded into the background as she got more and more pale by the second. I raced over, cupping her face in my hands. She was so frail, so limp. Her head fell against my chest and her body fell into my lap. Distantly, so distantly, I heard Trina yell at no one in particular to call 911. Everything was moving in slow motion. Everyone apart from me and Mackenzie. I repeated over and over again "stay with me. Please. I forgive you for everything, just please stay with me."
I wasn't above begging. In the distance I heard sirens. They wouldn't make it! Already her pulse was so weak. I was snapped back into reality by Noel. The bastard was smiling. Laughing!
"I told her not to do anything stupid. Now all her loved ones aren't going to live to see if their 'little Princess' lives to fight another day."
Jake has half the decency to want to race after him and knock him out. But Mackenzie let out a small, feeble moan. Everyone turned to face her and a small piece of hope fluttered inside me. Just then, the paramedics came racing in and she looked straight at him and said so weakly
"Save. My. Family."
She then got carried off on a stretcher to the ambulance waiting outside. I ran alongside them. I couldn't let her be alone. But then Trina came up behind me. "Come with me to her house. We have to make sure Noel isn't coming after her family. And if he is then we need to help protect them."
I nodded reluctantly, knowing that that was what Mackenzie would have wanted.