Drunk In Love (A Scomiche Fanfic)

Chapter Twelve - Paramedics.

"BABE!" Avi shouted, running to Kevin. "Scott, call an ambulance, now!"

"But the po-" Scott objected.

"NOW!" Avi cried, Scott did what Avi told him too.

"Drop the gun, Michael." I whispered, tears in both mine and Michael's eyes.

"I have waited for what seems like forever to see you again. When we were little, you told me we were gonna stick together, an-" I interputed him.

"Yes, I did. But incase you don't remember, you killed both of our parents, and tried to kill me!" I yelled.

"GODAMMIT MITCH DON'T INTERUPT ME!" Michael shouted, his face read from anger. I scoffed.

"As I was saying. You never came back. I went to a fucking metal ward!" He sighed.

"It's where you belong! It did you good! How'd you get out anyway?" I asked, trying to distract him from what was going on. He dropped the gun.

"I persuaded them I was fine. It took a long time, but the fuckers bought it. Wait, I am fine. There's nothing wrong with me." He told me through gritted teeth. I shook my head.

"Yes, there is, Michael. You're are murderer." I looked at Kirstie, who was still sat down behind me. She had her head in her hands, crying. "And a rapist." I whispered the last word.

"Everyone murders atleast one person before they die!" Michael exclaimed. I laughed.

"No, they really don't. You're lucky I haven't called the Police. Saying that, once the ambulance comes, they'll be asking questions." I chuckled. "And you'll be in for life."

"No!" He bawled. He fell onto his knees, then onto the floor. I couldn't help but feel a little bit sorry for him. He didn't know what he was doing. He was messed up. He wiped away his tears, and stood up.

"The ambulance is here." I pointed over to where the paramedics were helping Kevin. Avi was pointing at Michael, talking to another paramedic. They both approached us.

"Stay right there, I'm ringing the police." The paramedic said to Michael. He got out his phone, about to dial the number when-

*BANG*

"Oops." Michael looked at the gun he was now holding. "It was an accident, I promise."He smirked. I gasped at the sight. It was horrible, there was blood, a lot of blood.

"Michael! Y-you just killed the paramedic" I was in shock. I had just witnessed my first murder, and it wasn't pretty. He just shrugged. The ambulance was nowhere to be seen. Neither was Avi. I'm guessing he rang the police, and ran back to the ambulance when we weren't looking.

"I like playing with guns - it's fun." He smiled his evil smile, before aiming the gun at the sky, and shooting twice.

"You can't do that, Michael!" I exclaimed.

"I just did." He laughed, and threw his gun behind him.

"You deserve to go to hell." Scott spat, now holding Michael's gun, pointing it at him. Michael turned around and laughed.

"Scott! So nice of you to join us!" Michael said, sarcastically.

"Fuck you." Scott hissed.

"Go on then. Kill me. Oh wait, I bet you don't have the balls too." Michael smirked.

"Don't push me." Scott whispered.

"Shoot me. Do it." Micheal laughed. "I'm waiting, Scotty." Scott lowered the gun, shaking his head.

"Haha! I knew you co-"

*BANG*

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Haha just noticed that this chapter ended just like the last one:)