Life of Audry

Chapter 32

"Audry, I need you."

I slid my thumb across my phone to unlock the message. I looked at it in my messages, but never opened it. I didn't want Keaton to know I've seen it just yet. I waited a few moments to open the message, but then it hit me that it could be an emergency. 

"What's wrong, is there trouble?" I sent back. He read it immediately and the three dots were showing that he was typing. 

"Can we talk?" he sent and then added another message. "In person?" 

"sure." I sent back and not quite sure what it could be about. "Mom, Keaton needs to talk to me, he didn't say what it was about, just check up on us in case something happens. He sounds a bit weird." I quickly typed to my mother and locked my phone and began to get my shoes on. 

"can you come outside?" I saw Keaton's message light up my phone. Is he really outside? I stared at my phone for a few moments wondering why he wants to talk to me after all of this time. Now I'm a bit worried and i'm not sure why.  I grabbed my boots instead tied them up and slipped my switchblade knife in the side. I put the bottoms of my black cargo pants over the boots. I ripped my shirt off and changed into my bra that has a pull down gun holster in the middle and loaded my gun. I put a t-shirt on and it was enough to conceal my weapon.  I heard three knocks at my door as i threw my shirt over my head.

"Coming!!" I yelled and then i heard the door open and then it never shut. I grabbed a ponytail holder and tied my hair back and stood in my room waiting. I heard footsteps creak across my bedroom ceiling and my eyes followed the noise as it traveled farther across the kitchen floor and away from the entrance to my room. I tip toed over to my house speaker and hit the listen button to hear if they were making a sound. Did I tell you I had this installed ? It comes in handy. It was complete silence. I grabbed my softball bat and creeped up the stairs. 

Every few steps i stopped because the stairs kept on squeaking. I finally make it too my bedroom door eight steps later and slowly turn the left corner to walk up the second set of stairs into the kitchen. I gripped the bat with both hands ready to kill. Once i have hit the fourth and last step I saw the door was wide open. I begin to walk closer to the entrance of the kitchen and i can see the back of keaton's head. 

"Keaton..." i gave a sigh of relief and lower the bat. 

He turned slowly and his face was full of tears. He struggled to let out three words. "I'm so sorry.."

I was about to continue until I heard three clicks from behind me. "fuck.." i let out a gasp of air. 

"Yes Audrey, I am so sorry..." an all too familiar voice came from behind me. 

I slowly turned around to Jesse pointing a gun at me. "No, no, no, not you Jesse."

"Oh yes, it's me! I was also the one who pushed you down those steps!" she proudly laughed.

"Since when were you like this? Why are you like this? Why do you want to kill me?" I turned to Keaton "Why do you want me killed..?" 

Keaton started balling out tears even harder. "She wanted to hurt my sister. I have no choice." 

"SHUT UP!" Jesse screamed, Keaton jumped but it never phased me. "You just couldn't take yourself could you?" she began to take small steps towards me. 

"What are you talking about? Put the gun down." I would like to talk to her without a threat of her killing me. "Do you even know what that gun could do to me?" 

"Why yes, yes I do. A Smith&Wesson, 45 caliber hand gun. Pretty heavy hand gun depending on your size, but it gets the job done. I've been following Keaton around while he was on tour, hacking his phone, tracking his calls, blocking messages, and waiting until his tour ended for the perfect time to get to you. "

"Why do you want me? I asked as she moved closer. 

"I hate you. I hate everything about you. I want you dead.-" she began to get angry.

"Why? I thought we were friends!" i grew louder. She now was close in arms reach and she stopped walking.

"Because you had to have the guy I was in love with, you didn't even try and HE FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU! I'M SO MUCH BETTER THAN YOU AND HE LOVED YOU!" she is now yelling in my face!

"You're going to kill me over him? You can have the asshole, he left after an argument and never came back and now sent you to kill me not giving me an ounce of warning to prepare myself for you. AND NOW HE'S WATCHING MY DEATH FIRST HAND, YOU WANT HIM, TAKE HIM! NOT MY LIFE! HE'S NOTHING BUT A PIECE OF SHIT!" I started shouting out of anger and a tear slid down my face. 

"awe, crying? You still care, don't you?" she made a puppy dog face and let out a giggle. 

I gripped the bat tighter with my right hand and then asked her, "Who taught you to fight?"

"Why?" she quickly answered glancing at Keaton. 

"Because your enemy should never be in control." i laughed and before she could think i put both hands on the bat and hit the gun right out of her hand causing it to fire. She grabbed her hand and looked at  the broken bones. I started to look for the gun and right when my eyes made contact with it i took a kick to my diaphragm. I flew backwards not being able to move for a few moments and gasping for air. 

*POW* a gunshot went off. I tried to focus on were i was hit, but i didn't feel anything other than the kick. I tried to turn over to my side, but pain shot through my ribs. I continued to turn and pulled myself up by the kitchen furniture to see where the gunshot hit. My eyes met Keaton's, I scanned his face, down to his ear, then his neck  and now his right shoulder which has blood dripping from him. He looks exhausted and i can't help, but to cry. 

It was like the world put it's volume on silence. I sprinted to him while pulling my phone out and dialing my mom's emergency line. 

"MOM, GET HERE NOW, KEATON IS HURT. GET HERE NOW!" i am screaming and crying hysterically. 

I ripped my shirt off and used it as a cloth to press on the wound. He let out a yell when i applied pressure. As soon as i saw the pain on his face I grab the back of his head by his hair and turn his face towards me so he'd look into my eyes. 

"I love you." he mumbled. "I love you so much, even if this is how the relationship has to go." He mumbles some more. 

"It doesn't have to be like this." I stare into his eyes trying to breathe in gulps of air. He leaned in and kissed me softly and while we were kissing he put and object in my hand. I leaned back and it was Jesse's gun. "You got hit by the first shot." i paused and shocked.

"Still think I am that great of an asshole?" he whispered and let out a bit of a chuckle. He leaned his head back on the wall trying to rest it. His eyes were sleepy and he had his stupid little smirk on his face. 

"I kind of want to hit you, but i guess this makes up for it." i tried to laugh but then the pain set in and i let out a little screech. I then look across the kitchen and Jesse had been shot in the stomach. She looks a bit responsive, but she isn't moving much. 

"You have to know that i tried to call you while i was on tour. She blocked you on my phone so i couldn't reach you. Every time I tried harder to reach you she would threaten me. The threats didn't stop me until she threatened to kill my sister. I couldn't let my sister go." He began sobbing. My mom came running through the front door followed by  six armed men in swat uniforms. The men began to scope out the rest of the inside and outside of the house and my mom ran over to me and Keaton. 

"I'm fine, i'm fine! Get him in an ambulance NOW!" My Mom and I tried to help him walk out until he couldn't pick up his own feet, then we had to get him on the stretcher.

I rode with my mom in her car and followed the ambulance to the hospital. 

Once we made it there Keaton went right into surgery. They said he'd be lucky if he makes it because of how much blood he's lost. My mom didn't wait to let me find out, she threw me right into the emergency room to get my ribs scanned. I sat in a room waiting to hear news of Keaton and my x-rays. I could really care less about my x-rays, I just want to see Keaton...