| Injection | (Smosh Fanfic)

Chapter Twenty-One

Boze's P.O.V

I froze.

Traumatized, as Aria collapsed.

Me and Pam both started crying.

I saw Shayne at the door, and tears instantly streamed down his face.

He tackled the man with the gun, and kicked the gun away from him.

The gun landed at my feet, and I bent down to pick it up.

"Don't!" Pam shouted, placing a hand on my back. "You don't want the police to think you shot her."

"You're right." I said.

I kicked the gun further away from the two men.

I was surprised Shayne could take on both of them.

They were both tall and muscular.
Shayne wasn't super tall, but he was muscular.

I rushed over to Aria.

She was still awake, but bleeding out profusely.

Me and Pam carried her away from the fighting, and lied her back down.

Her head was resting in my lap.

A puddle of blood started forming.

I held her hand. "Pam, call the cops."

"On it." She said.

"Aria? Aria, are you still with us?"

She didn't respond.

-

Shayne's P.O.V

I tackled the one with the gun to the ground.

I kicked the gun out of his hand, and it slid to the other side of the room.

I punched him repeatedly, feeling anger take over me.

All I thought about was Aria, and how she could've possibly been dead.

I cried at the thought that I might've just lost Aria because I wasn't fast enough.

I didn't see where the bullet hit, but overall, this bitch shot her.

He needed to pay.

The other guy grabbed me from behind, but I swung around and hit him directly in the face, causing him to fall.

I scanned the room for something heavy, and saw a picture frame on the wall.

I quickly took it off, and started beating both men with it.

A few minutes later, both of their faces were bloody.

"Shayne, SHAYNE!"

The squad, Ian, and Smosh Games were there, watching me.

They looked at me with a face full of sorrow, and fear.

I felt my face turn red.

I dropped the frame, and the police burst threw the door.

-

Aria's P.O.V

I woke up, and for the second time was greeted by the white walls of the hospital and the worried look of Shayne Topp.

This time, I felt a jolt of pain through my arm.

"The doctors did surgery on you, and the bullet is out." Shayne said, his voice shaky.

Shayne was holding my hand the entire time. I smiled at him, weakly.

"I'm sorry I wasn't fast enough..." He said.