Triple Threat

~SEVENTEEN~

Recap: "You are fucking psycho." Grayson says and Maggie's face is hurt... And she smiles to herself.

"I- I guess I am..." She whispers and her face drops. She looks over at me and and then all I hear is a scream.

She runs a chunk of broken glass across the anterror of her arm and I scream. "NO STOP!"

My eyes widen as dark, red, blood drips from her arm and covers her hands and the carpet.
She drops the piece of broken glass, stained with blood, and drops to her knees as her life begins to slips away through the wound on her arm.

I Try to run to her, but i drop to he floor as the pain in my side radiates throughout my whole body and I cry out in pain.

I removed my hand, regretting it, and watch as the dark blood seeped through my torn night and soaked the carpet beneath me.

"G-grayson call 9-11" I yelled out at him and he started to freak the fuck out.

I crawled my way slowly towards Maggie and grabbed her arm with my hand trying to apply pressure to the wound.

Her blood soaked my hand and I grabbed at the nearest piece of material.

I picked up the white t shirt off the ground and wrapped her arm with it tightly to try and control the bleeding.

"J-just le-et me b-bleed out!" She tried to scream but I shook my head. "No,! You have a f-fuckig son! I yelled at her and tears started to run down her red and bruised cheeks.

I grabbed my sweatshirt from the chair neck to us and tried o successfully pull it over my head. I cried out in pain when i twisted my side a bit and my head started to pound.

Grayson ran over to me and put his hands over my waist with a towel and pushed down hard to stop it from bleeding. He grabbed my robe from the bed, took out the belt and tied to soft material around my waist and over my stab wound.

My eyes started to glaze over a bit and I felt dizzy and every was blurry for a moment.

I kept my hand on Maggie's wrist tightly and looked over at her direction. "Maggie?" I said, my voice shaky but she was unresponsive. Blood leaked through and soaked the white T-shirt and onto my hand and I blinked the tears away.

"Maggie?!" I yelled out and shook her arm but still she was unresponsive. I heard sirens nearer closer to the house and Grayson kept his grip on my side as I kept my grip on the her frail wrist.

Someone busted through the door downstairs and i heard footsteps rushing upstairs.
"In here!" Grayson yelled out and the paramedics and the boys in blue ran into the door.

I heard guns cock and saw them inch closer to me and Maggie as I kept a firm grip on her. "Ma- she she's not breathing! Help her!" I tried to yell out but the pain was overbearing.

"Ma'am we are going to need you to calm down." A deep voice spoke to me and I closed my eyes.
My grasp was ripped from her arm and I felt graysons arms release from my side and i was lifted up onto a a gurnee.

My eyes began to close and when I opened them it was dark out and I only saw the full lit moon shine down on us.

I look over towards the door of the house and saw the paramedics bring out Maggie on a Gurnee as well... But when I saw the white sheet over her, I stared to cry.

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"Mrs. Dolan we are going to need you to calm down again. Please." The paramedic said and I started to breath heavy. "No. No! She has a kid! She has a son and she's dead! Where's Grayson!" I started to say quickly and he kept a grip on my side.