168 (Jamilton)

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*Last chapter*
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Saturday morning
Madison POV
Bang
Without a moment of hesitation, Thomas bolted into the Mental hospital and Laurens followed close behind. I stood there dumbfounded. We're just going in without a plan, I honestly don't know why I'm surprised at this point. I question if going in was a smart idea, instead of bolting in without a second thought. I tapped my foot on the rubble of rock beneath my feet, listing the pro and con's in my mind.  I took out my phone without hesitation, dialing 911 quickly.

  " 911 what's your emergency? " A female voice asked with no emotion. " I'm in Yorktown woods by the highway and I just heard a gunshot in the old Mental hospital" I answered in pure fear, now it doesn't sound like a prank call. " Is anyone in the build, Sir" Another question but with more interests. "  My friends just ran in, but Alexander Hamilton was already inside". " The polices and an ambulance are on there way, it'll be about twenty minutes Sir. Stay safe" She announced. "Thank you"

I wasn't going without back up, maybe I don't even have to go inside. This could be my gift to Alexander, instead of going inside to save him. I got that police and ambulance coming over, I'm solid. All I have to do is wait, there nothing wrong with not wanting to walk into danger.  There's always should be a car guy, right? 

I rolled my eyes at my final decision, but aware that I made the right decision. I followed my brain dead friend and ... Lauren's. If I die I'm going to haunt the hell out of everyone, I promise you that.

Taking each step with cations I followed up the stairs I was given. A cold breeze followed me inside, sending chills down my spine. Walking through a long hallway with only silence behind me, finally finding a turning point. I looked over the corner, once again dumbfounded at the action playing in front of me. I watched as John got slammed into the same colored wall that dresses this hospital. The man muscles that was winning the fight with Laurens didn't notice me yet, either that a type of gun lead waiting in front of my own eye.  I moved in being over, my finger touched the sliver mental surface I hesitated. "Hey"  his voice was loud and intimidating, his cold dead eyes looked straight into at me.

  The attacker threw John to the ground, like an old rag doll. " I wasn't planning on killing three kids this morning, but I can't have any witness". I grabbed the gun, standing up aiming at his head. I never fired a gun before, either holding something that can take someone's life ....but no one else knew that. He walked closer to me like I didn't have a deadly weapon pointed right at him. Mental I freeze, physically I started shaking. 

  He took the gun out of my hand, the cards were turned, the predator became pray. Lauren's tackled the attacker, give me a chance to step away. The gun clattered to ground again, but I made no movement to retain the weapon. Lauren's again met the ground, the gun was now in between Lauren's and I. Lauren's stood, his breath heavy. I looked at him and he looked at me, he didn't hesitate.

Bang

  The stranger dropped dead, another death President Kennedy. The only thing heard was my loud breathing, but can you blame me? My life just flashed before my eyes damn I was lucky to be alive. Lauren's gaze meets mine, the expression of killing a man didn't show on his face. "Did he hurt you, your shaking" Lauren's asked. "No I'm fine, it's just shocking I guess " I replied. "Are you sure " He questioned. Sure I felt a little nauseates and I was in fact shacking, but can you blame me? I never really helped kill a man. " Maybe we can wait outside, Thomas can take it for here," He said, laying his hand on my shoulder. I nodded in agreement, Thomas has this in the bag.

Thomas POV

I looked behind me, waiting for another gunshot to echo through the hallway. I had more stairs to climb, to get to my prize. I started up again, but I was meet half way.