Chapter 11

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Dianne's POV

My Aunt.

I didn't know what else to do, she was supposed to be in Prison

Dianne- sor-sorry Joe, I've got to go

Joe- Dianne?

I ran up the steps,

Joe grabbed my hand

Dianne- Joe just try and get people out I want you all safe, goodbye Joe

I hugged him and ran up the stairs further

As I looked back I saw she looked at me, she had a gun held in her hand,

she started running through the crowd, I didn't dare look back, I carried on running, until I got to an open tower window, I walked through it and ran down the spiral staircase, I kept running I could here her footsteps, she wasn't far away, I cotiued to run until I ended up back in the ballroom

Amy- Dianne!  

Dianne- Amy go now before she gets you, stay safe, I don't want you dead, she has a gun, she gets you, your dead, please go before she gets here

Amy- stay safe Di

Dianne- i'll try

Amy- the police are on their way, but stay safe

I nodded and ran,

*Flash back*

I love you Di, stay safe, and if your ever in danger, run, and stay and keep safe, hide, run, outsmart, just stay safe

I understand

*End of flashback*

As I ran through the halls, I heard a gun shot and then a blast, I was knocked to the side, the building was crumbling, I felt blood come down my face, I heard footsteps, I got up and ran, I hid behind a pillar in the ballroom, I saw people, my friends

'Now Dianne, you know why I am here'

'No I don't, why do this?'

'You deserved this, your parents died because of you'

she shot the gun

'Dianne!'

she shot the gun towards Joe, luckily she missed

'JOE!'

She shot it back at me

'I didn't kill them, they died of the plague, when they went on holiday, a couple had it and then mum and dad got it'

'No, you gave it to your mother, she was pregnant with you, and then you gave it to your father, you are such vermin, bitch and a slag, you deserve to DIE!'

She shot again

'Is this how she would want it, is this how he would have wanted it? Is this the way your sister, the woman who taught me to care, the man who is my father? is that how they would want it, like this, you hurting there Niece, YOUR niece, their daughter, would they want it like this, you holding there daughter at gun point for something she didn't do, calling her and beating her to the bone, torturing there daughter and niece every single day she was with you, treating me, like I was a piece of shit, nearly shooting and killing her friends, putting people who you don't even know, in danger because you believe, that there one and only daughter and niece, killed them, is this how they would want it to be?

Suddenly the police burst through the door and shot her, Joe ran over to me, I relaxed in his arms

Amy- she's gone now Di, she can't hurt you 

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