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Chapter 40

I just keep running until I'm met with a crying Delilah. I don't hesitate to run up to her and hug her. She falls to her knees crying. I look around trying to see what happened. That's when I figure out where the shot went. I see Martin laying on the floor with a bullet in his side. The boys finally come in and see Martin. They turn to me and I shrug and turn back to Delilah. "What happened?" I ask. She looks at me and looked down. "He threatened to kill Kaleb so I had to stop him" she says pointing to the gun.

After a couple minutes of trying to calm Delilah down. The rest of the gang showed up. I made eye contact with the girls and they came over and helped comfort Delilah while I dealt with the issue at hand. I went to look for Tony and Kyle. I find Tony trying to drag Kyle towards all of us. Kyle looks worried. When he sees me he doesn't hesitate to ask "who was shot?". I look into his eyes to see hurt. I sigh how do you tell someone their father was shot. "Damn it Chloe. Who was it?" He screams tears brimming his eyes. "Martin" I say as quiet as possible. His eyes go wide and he drops to his knees. He continues to cry and doesn't stop. No matter how horrible of a person someone is I would never wish this on them.

I've been standing here watching Kyle cry. Tony went to deal with the issue. I'm not sure what to do with Kyle. Does he deserve sympathy or should I just leave him. I decided to give him sympathy. I go on the floor and pull him into a hug. He doesn't react for a minute but then wraps his arms around me. "I know it hurts Kyle but it'll get better" I whisper to him.

He suddenly goes tense and pushes me away. "You don't know what it feels like. You had the perfect family. You lived the perfect life. You had all these people who cared about you and you didn't do anything to earn that. So what did I do to deserve this" he asks with his eyes still red and puffy from crying. I know he's upset so I won't blow up at him "Kyle, I know you didn't deserve this but nobody has a perfect life. Even if you can't see the issues doesn't mean they aren't there" I say looking him in the eyes. This seems to anger him because he jumps up and starts pacing.

"How do you do it?" He asks more to himself then to me but I still hear it. "Do what?" I ask not sure what he is talking about. "You still act like this fucking saint even after all the shit I put you through. No one can be this understanding towards someone that kidnapped them." That's when he stops pacing and I think he realized something. What he realized I'm not sure. "You are fucking playing me" he says with so much disgust. I look at him like he is crazy "what?? How am I playing you?" I ask trying to calm him down. "No one is this nice. That's not how fucking life works. So you have to be playing some game."he grabs a gun out of his back pocket and points it at me. "What are you fucking playing at?" He asks with the gun pointed at me on the floor. Great. I just had to comfort the psychopath didn't I? "Look Kyle I'm not playing anything. Now just put the gun down before you do something you regret" I say trying to stay as calm as possible. He looks at me and looks like he is in deep thought. I have to do something. How do I get out of this?

He drops his face and looks back at me. "I don't believe you" he says while still pointing the gun at me. Why did all these people leave me alone with psychopaths. Such great friends I have. I suddenly hear footsteps and I see Kyle go tense. "Put the gun down and we don't have to talk about what almost happened" I say pleading to Kyle. He looks scared and does something I didn't think he would actually have the balls to do. He shot me. I fall into darkness. "CHLOE" I hear someone yell. I can see a figure above me but I'm not sure who it is. My vision focuses for a second and I see it's Ryder. "Stay with me Chloe" He says with tears. I have to stay awake "Aye aye captain" I say and that is the last thing I remember before it all went dark.
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