No Clue

The Final Chapter

Ashton slammed suddenly on the brakes when he heard a gunshot echo through the forest.

"Harry, bub... are you okay?" he asked, turning in his seat to see his brother.

"M-Michael is crazy... he's crazy."

"Are you okay?"

"He kept saying he wouldn't hurt me, but then he went insane saying his brother would..." Another shot sounded suddenly, and they both froze. "Hurry and get back to Luke..." Harry whispered. Ashton stepped on the gas and sped towards where he had left his brother. He turned the corner and saw both Luke and Michael laying motionless at the side of the road. Ashton pulled over and quickly jumped out of the car with Harry close behind him. He pushed Michael off of his little brother and noticed the bullet hole that sat in the center of his forehead. He flipped Luke over and saw a small bump on his head and he began examining him for any bullet wounds.

"Luke?" He asked. "Luke!" He groaned softly and shifted in his spot, looking up at Ashton.

"I-is it over? W-where's Harry?"

"I'm right here..." Harry said, kneeling next to him. Luke sat up and hugged his baby brother.

"I'm so sorry, bubba. I'm sorry..."

"It's not your fault... I'm alright."

"It's finally over," Ashton said, hugging his little brothers.

"No," a sudden voice called from the woods. "It isn't over." They quickly turned to see a familiar mean standing in the woods. "Y-you killed my baby brother... all he ever did was love you!" Luke stood up with wide eyes as he stared at his ghost.

"G... you died..."

"No! My brother just died! You killed him!" He shouted, pointing a gun at him. Ashton slowly reached over and picked up the pistol that sat on the ground near them. "All you've ever done is hurt my baby brother... all you've done is strung him along!" Ashton raised the gun quickly, but G was too fast. He turned his aim and shot the man in the arm, making him drop it. "Get in the car, Luke... or I'll kill both of them..."

"P-please don't," he begged with tears streaming down his face. "G, please..." another shot rang out and Ashton let out a loud groan as he was shot once again in the leg.

"Get in the fucking car! Or the next bullet goes through baby brother's head..."

"I'm sorry," he whispered to his brothers. Luke quickly stepped forward and put himself in the backend of the SUV.

"Luke! Don't do it!" Harry shouted. G slammed the doors and put his gun in the back of his pants as he quickly made his way to the driver's seat. Harry grabbed the gun on the pavement and stood up, shooting before fully aiming. G slammed himself against the side of the car, gripping onto his shoulder as it bled. He looked over quickly at the young boy and saw him preparing to shoot again. He got in his car quickly and sped away. Harry dropped the gun and fell beside his older brother, helping him stand up. He helped him get in the passenger's seat and buckled him up before grabbing an old blanket from the trunk. He ripped strips of fabric from it and quickly pressed it to the wounds before running around the the driver's seat.

"H-Harry... what are you doing?" He asked weakly. "Y-you can't drive...

"Yeah, well I have to right now," he said, putting on his seatbelt and speeding away. "Stay with me, Ash... stay with me..."

"W-when did you get so big?" Ashton asked softly. "When did you grow up?"

"J-just hang in there. Come on, Ash."

"Harry..." he whispered, almost inaudibly. "I'm glad you're my baby brother..."

"Ashton?" He asked, seeing him go limp. "Ash!" He layed his foot down on the gas when suddenly lights began flashing behind him. "No, no, no..." he looked behind himself and saw the cop car. "What do I do... Ash, what do I do?!" He looked back at the flashing lights and felt tears begin falling from his eyes. He pulled to the side of the road, driving partially into the ditch. "H-hold on, Ashton... I'll get you help?" He whispered, taking off his seatbelt and hopping out of the car.

"Sir, stay right there," one of the police officers announced, putting his hand over his gun.

"Please help me! My oldest brother's been shot and G kidnapped Luke AGAIN!" Harry sobbed. The officer examined the blood covering the young boy's clothes as his partner walked to the passenger side and peered inside. He reached in through the partially open window and felt for a pulse.

"We're losing him..." he said, looking at his partner.

"Kid, do you have a driver's license?"

"No! Please, just help my brother..."

"It's okay. Just calm down. Everything will be just fine..."

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Luke hugged his knees to his chest as he felt the movement of the car. It all went wrong. It always went wrong. Somehow, he was kidnapped again... suddenly, the road became bumpy and Luke fell to his side before feeling a blunt impact from the front end of the SUV. He watched as one of the small boxes kept in the back opened and felt something sharp Doug into his stomach. The sound of the car horn sounded loudly, continuing on in one sound beep. Luke pulled himself up, feeling the whiplash from the sudden impact. He kneeled by the divider window and pulled it open, seeing G laying limp over the steering wheel. The branches of a tree impaled the windshield, breaking through the glass like a violent weapon.

"G?" He asked softly. He reached through and felt his neck for a pulse, not feeling anything. He then noticed the gunshot on his shoulder, likely what killed him. Luke looked down, noticing the small dagger that impaled him. He pulled it out and dropped it to the floor before pulling himself through the window. He sat in the passenger's seat, breathing heavily as he attempted to pry the door open. He fell out onto the ground and coughed loudly, spitting up blood. He crawled slightly away before letting on the pavement, feeling his eyelids growing heavy. Everything was over, but he still knew there was only pain left to come...