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Chapter 60: The Aftermath

Song: Say Something - A Great Big World Ft Christina Aguilera (Trap Remix)

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Hope's POV:

I watched in shock and horror as Eli took his last breath and rolled his head to the side slowly. Chance shook furiously, tears pooling in his eyes as he let out the most murderous yet heartbroken roar I've heard.

"We'll be there as quickly as possible ma'am. We've already had several other calls for the situation." The 911 operator said to me, yet I couldn't respond. I was so shaken by the sight in front of me.

"Ma'am? Are you still there?"

My limbs felt weak, my heart breaking as I watched the scene unfold. I dropped my phone in the hands, hearing it hit the floor and ran to Chance.

"NO! ELI! WAKE UP!" He screamed, shaking him as roughly yet as gently as he could. He kept his hand behind his head, bringing Eli closer into his body as he cradled him.

I dropped down next to him, grabbing ahold of his bicep.

Sage cried into Nick who held her to him, his face in her blonde hair as I watched his back bounce up and down slightly, indicating he was crying as well. Nieta sobbed into her hands beside Chance and Eli, her curly hair swooping into her face.

Chance was a roaring mess, continuously screaming for Eli to wake up. Those who hadn't ran away from the scene were slightly crowding, sad faces all around.

Suddenly, the faint sound of police sirens erupted in the background, increasingly getting closer.

"Chance! Bud, stop." Wesley yelled, grabbing his shoulder with his hand.

Chance aggressively shook him off and I pulled my own hand back. I quickly got up, I covered my mouth, silent tears pooling in my eyes. They were threatening to spill out.

"Chance. He's gone." Wesley whispered, small tears falling down his cheeks. He quickly wiped them away, acting as if they were never there.

"FUCK! Why Eli? Why wouldn't you let me help you!" Chance cried. "I would've given however much you needed, why did you not tell me the real truth?! Why didn't you tell me you couldn't get it all!?" He sobbed, clutching Eli tightly as he turned his face to him.

"Fuck." He whimpered, biting his lip as it quivered. "Why wouldn't you just tell me the truth. I would give anything to have kept you here with us. Here with me." He finally whispered.

And then it finally hit me.

Eli was dead.

Eli had died in Chance's from a crazy drugged up man.

I gasped, suddenly remembering the man and whipping my head to the side. That was when I watched in horror as hundreds of police swarmed the place.

Sirens were blaring, lights were flashing and I watched as everyone began to scram and scream.

The man who shot Eli had originally been held down by random people was now up and trying to get away but he was now being pinned down to the floor. His friend was no where to be seen.

"Eli. Please, wake up." Chance sobbed now, bringing the curly headed boy to his chest. He held him in his arms as cried into his hair.

I sunk down beside him, wrapping an arm around his arm once again. He didn't shake me off but leant towards my touch. Nick and Sage followed suit, sitting down beside Chance. Sage gently brushed the sticky mass of hair from Eli's cold, sweaty face.