such a tease 🍭 tracob {DISCONTINUED}

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"Connor," Amy said walking extremely slowly towards the slightly taller man. "Put the gun down."

The man quickly turned towards Amy. "Don't you fucking get it," He yells. "If Troye doesn't want me, he won't have Jacob.

Jacob steps in front of Troye wrapping an arm around his waist and pulling him to his back. "Put the gun down before you do something you'd regret. We can talk about this."

He shifted the gun towards Jacob. "Time for talking is over don't you think?" 

Amy and Jacob looked at each other. The young women slowly took a few side steps in front of the couple and put her hands up. "Connor," She says. "I know you're hurt and I know you love Troye but this isn't the way to do it."

"Amy..." Troye said. 

Amy looked over her shoulder and smiled. "I'll be fine nek," She says. 

"Look at him," She says. "He is scared out of his mind and pointing that gun around isn't going to help anyone."

Connor looked past Amy to see that Troye had his ears pressed against his head and he was shaking. He then looked back to Amy, her eyes glistening with fear. 

"Just hand me the gun..." She says reaching her hands towards the piece of steel. "And everything will be okay."

The next few moments seemed to move by slow as Amy continued to slowly reach for the gun in order to not piss off an already unstable Connor. The man looked at his hands as he started to slowly place the gun in her hand. 

Amy nodded her head slowly. "It's going to be okay Connor."

Just like that Connor's eyes flashed towards Amy's before pulling back the gun and shooting Amy right in the stomach. She falls to the ground as Troye screams. Connor looked completely horrified by what he had done. He dropped the gun to the ground causing it to go off a second time, thankfully it didn't hit anyone. 

Jacob was quick to kick the gun out reach before tackling Connor to the ground. Troye fell to his knees and  started to crawl towards Amy. He leaned over her looking into her glazed eyes. 

"Amy..." Troye said. 

"Did-did he...." Amy says taking a sallow breath. "Get you."

Troye shook his head grabbing her hand and bringing it to his face. "I'm okay."

Amy smiles weakly. "That's great," She says before looking up at the ceiling. 

Troye's eyes widened as he titled Amy's head back towards him. "Stay-stay Amy, okay? You're going to be o-okay, some-someone probably called the pol-police. You're-you're going to be okay."

There was one final thud and Connor was knocked out cold. Jacob was quick to come to Amy's other side, with tears forming in his eyes. 

Amy looked over to Jacob. "Why the hell did you do that?" He asked.

"You were supposed to- you were supposed to run," Amy said. "Don't- don't worry about me... I'll... be fine."

Jacob and Troye both looked up at each other. "We need to get her on a cou-."

"No," Amy said. "Can't... move."

There were then several heavy footsteps before several men and women in suits barged into the room. Cops instantly went for Connor and paramedics instantly went for Amy. 

"Sirs," A lady said. "We're going to have to ask you to move so we can work."

Troye seemed to stay put so Jacob went over to him and pulled him away from Amy. Troye through a small fit before Jacob managed to calm him down.