psychotic; jmb

chapter thirteen

i wake up with a giant headache and myself in a dark room.  i can see joey's shadow in the background.  the men that are tying me up have no interest in him and the fact that he's reaching for a gun. 

with a deep breath, i prepare myself for what comes next. one of his men brings out a blindfold, which i could only assume is for over my mouth.

i panic and mouth, "go."

and within a few seconds, gun shots instantly sounded and i was down on the ground covering my head under the chair i sat in.

joey ran to get me. as he put his hand out, the man came up behind him and aimed the gun he had against joey's head.

"you really thought you could win, birlem?" his voice grumbled like thunder.

joey's mouth parts slowly as if he were going to say something, but he shuts it. he looks me dead in the eye and for the first time in my weeks i've spent with joey, he seems scared.

i did this to him. there's was no way my mom would have/would make it now. i was selfish and thought that i could save her. tayler's on the ground unconscious and joey has his worse enemy's gun pointed against his head.

"i love you, but this is going to hurt you a lot more than it will hurt me," i whisper to joey.

"shoot me." i stand up.

"rose, don't. . ." joey starts, but i shake my head which causes him to stop.

i cross my arms and see tayler silently waking up in the corner of my eye behind joey and the man.

"shoot. me," i repeat myself.

he looks me up and down and says, "why would i want anything to do with you?"

"as i said before, i'm the daughter. plus, your whole purpose was to kill her in the first place. so kill me instead of her and joey."

he laughs at me, "your mother is already dead. i just wanted joey to watch me kill her again."

"what?" tears formed in my eyes as tayler clubs the man in the back of the head.

he falls down on the ground and tayler shoots him twice in the head. joey walks over to me and pulls me into him with his arm around my waist.

"joey, we need to leave," tayler claims.

joey ignores tayler and looks at me with his beautiful eyes. he bites his lip and mumbles, "are you okay, babygirl?"

i nod, but i'm not. the fact that i didn't care about what joey said when we were walking inside is scary. what if he had died? or had killed my mom and me.

i'm not okay, but i'll pretend like i am. joey doesn't like wimpy and hurt girls. he's strong, so i have to be strong.