yours | Colby Brock (book 2)

fifthteen

"No." Madilyn said to herself. "No!" She screamed before running out. "No!" She screamed again. She reached the end of the hall, slowly walking towards the living room.
   
She stopped in her tracks when she seen him laying in the ground, bleeding out his chest again. She immediately dropped down to her knees and covered the hole with her hand. His blood was rushing out at a fast pace, covering her hand that didn't do anything. "Cole." She kept repeating as she was short on her own breath.
   
"No." She cried more. "Let's go." She heard Benjamin say as he was walking back and forth. "What the hell did you do?" She cried as she looked up at him. "Let's go. I'm not gonna repeat myself again." Benjamin walked to his room, ignoring her question.
   
She looked back down at the dead body in her lap, watching him bleed out. "Forever. I love you, forever." She cried a little harder as she pulled her now bloody hand away from where he was shot. she kissed the top of his head as she laid his body back on the ground.
   
She wiped her hair out of her face, getting blood all over her. She looked around and quickly grabbed the gun he barely hung onto.
   
"Are you ready?" Benjamin asked as she quickly hid the gun behind her back, slowly standing up. "If he found us, than he's definitely not alone. We need to go again." She ignored what he said as she fumbled with the gun behind her back.
   
He grabbed the keys and started to head to the back, where the garage was. She quickly pulled the gun put from behind her back and aimed it at his. She clocked it, he immediately turned around.
   
"Put the gun down." He laughed as her as her hands were shaking. She didn't listen. "Drop the stupid gun and let's go." He turned, about to walk out but she quickly fired it.
   
He turned around to look at her. "Do that again. I fucking dare you. Watch how fast that baby will be gone."
   
She ignored the tears going down her cheeks as they stared at each other. "Well, what are you waiting for?" He questioned her, thinking she won't shoot again.
   
She sniffed her nose and shot the gun again, this time not missing. "You fucking bitch." Benjamin mumbled before dropping down on his knees. The same way Cole did when Benjamin first shot him.
   
She dropped back to Cole. "I didn't get the chance to tell you, I'm pregnant." She sniffed her nose as she moved the hair out of Cole's eyes, "I'm sorry she isn't yours. I'm so sorry I got us into this mess, I love you so much. Forever." She cried even more.
   
"Cole. What's happening?"
   
She stopped as she heard faint talking. "Cole." She grabbed the wire that was round his neck and pulled an earpiece of his ear.
   
"Hello?" She sniffed, hoping to hear something back. "Hello? Who's this?" A male's voice spoke on the other end. She let out a huge sigh of relief to hear another person's voice.
   
"Hi, this is Madilyn. I need help. Cole has been shot, he's dead. Along with Benjamin, please, please call the cops. Please help me." She cried into the earpiece but it was silence. "Hello?" She kept talking to the earpiece but got no response back.
   
"Oh my God, Cole!" A blonde boy yelled. Madilyn looked up at him. "Cole." He repeated as he stared at the dead body in front of Madilyn.
   
"Who are you? Can you please help me."
    
"I'm Sam." He didn't bother looking at her as his eyes were glued on his dead best friend. "I was Cole's best friend." Tears started to run down Sam's face. She quickly got up and hugged him, rubbing his face as he cried onto her shoulder. "It's okey." She whispered to him. "It will be okey."
   
Even though she knew it wouldn't.
   
Madilyn and Sam sat on the couch, staring at Benjamin's and Cole's body until the cops arrived. Tears stained on their pink, puffy cheeks. Their eyes red from all their crying of losing their best friend.