Chapter 15: Shootings and Depression

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Just before I get into this chapter I want to say...I regret NOTHING! Anything that I do in this chapter, I don't regret. Though, Billie I'm sorry.
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Billie's POV
The sound of lead bullets being fired is the only thing I could hear. The sound of screaming became a blank noise as I looked down at my hands. Bloody...I then looked down at my peach vest. Stained...I look around. Bodies... I then look down at the lifeless body of a young boy, the boy that protected Tiffany when I wasn't in her class, "Brother?"

A week before the accident

Billie's POV
It's been around two months since the incident, and...Tiffany hasn't spoken to me. I don't know if our relationship is over or not. I'm suspecting it is though. Well that doesn't matter now, all that matters is getting my glass eye, it's been a hassle to get my hands on one that fits the color of my remaining eye. I finally found it though...the perfect eye.

3 days before the accident

Levi's POV
I've noticed that Billie and Tiffany haven't been talking for awhile now, I don't know it's it's because of Billie's eye or not but. I can say this, if we need to choose sides, I'm choosing Billie's. She might be losing her girlfriend at the moment, but I know what's she's been through, and she will need a shoulder too lean on. So if Tiffany can't be that shoulder, I will be. I might loose Daniel, but Billie will need someone.

2 days before the accident

Daniel's POV
I'm worried about Tiffany, she hasn't been talking lately. She's also been dressed in all black, something she hasn't done since...her gang days.

Third person POV
Once that thought came to Daniel's head he started following Tiffany around. Expecting to see her go into the streets and start flirting with guys. To his surprise though, Daniel found Tiffany in her bedroom cutting her arms. Watching the dark, crimson liquid flow down her pale skin as she didn't even flinch. Daniel on the other hand, was terrified. He rushed into her room and threw the knife stained with her blood out the window. Tiffany's eyes widened as she tried to cover her bleeding arms. It was too late though, since Daniel already saw. He proceeded by pulling her towards the bathroom to get gauze and rubbing alcohol. He swiftly started cleaning her wound, she then grimaced from the sudden jolt of pain she felt as the rubbing alcohol made contact with her skin. As soon as Daniel was done fixing her wounds though, Tiffany dashed out the door, leaving Daniel to his own thoughts.

A day before the accident

Tiffany's POV
I'm worthless...I'm stupid...I should have comforted her. Not the other way around. That's not the reason though...that I'm depressed. The reason is because, I let her leave. She slipped through my fingers and in doing so, she only has one eye. I'm so dumb...

On the day of the accident

Billie's POV
I can't wait to get my glass eye, I was so exited about it that I started sketching them while I was in my ELA class. That's when...the lights started flickering as the voice of a panicked principle came over the intercom, "THIS IS A CODE BLACK! I REPEAT THIS IS A CODE BLACK! STAY HIDDEN AND STAY SAFE, THIS IS NOT A DRILL!" She screamed, followed by a sound...I will never forget...BANG! The sound that still haunts my dreams, a gunshot. The sound that terrified everyone as they started running towards the corner of the room. Pushing and climbing on top of each other for their safety. All while I...ran outside of the room to go search for Tiffany, I didn't care if I died, all I cared about at that moment, was making sure that Tiffany was safe. I didn't even care if we might have been broken up, I still loved her with all my heart. I kept running until I got to her classroom with the door wide open, blood smeared on the walls inside the room. Most of the kids in the room were dead, and right next to one of them...was Tiffany balling over the sight of one. I couldn't see his face though, it was covered by her deep blue hair. There was something though...on his arm...that sent shivers up my spine as I dashed over to the corpse and Tiffany.

Third person POV
Billie rushed over in a heartbeat, her heart beating so fast as tears started forming in her eyes, "H-he protected me. I-I don't know w-why..." she said as Billie examined the bracelet that had around his wrist. It was made of pure gold with the initials C.C carved into it. Hot tears started streaming down Billie's face as Tiffany picked up the phone in the room and called 911, "B-brother?" Billie cried as she moved his light brown bangs off his face. As the lifeless body of the boy remained silent, a bullet hole still in his chest. Blood on Billie's hands as she tried to cover the wound. The body, as white as paper. Even paler then when he was alive, since the body that laid under Billie. Used to be of a boy...named Cody Colt.

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