You're 5 episodes away from the end of filming ST season 4. But after a series of crazy things happening offset, (Y/N) realizes that there is way more drama offstage than on. But will one special boy fix it all?
(A/N this chapter and the next are a little intense. Not romantically, there's just a little, tiny bit of written gore. No pictures though. Enjoy- finnwolfhardxoxo)
I opened the trailer door to see Millie and Gaten standing there with some cheese on a plate. I wiped the tears of my face.
"Hi guys." I say with a sigh.
"Zara have some cheese. Winona used to give me some whenever the boys were being annoying." Millie says as she and Gaten step inside. She hands me a small cube and I eat it.
"Mmm. Thanks." I say with a small smile.
"Zara, I'm going to go get Finn and make him apologize to you." Gaten finishes.
"That's really sweet, Gaten but I don't want to see him. Plus, I don't need an apology. I'm fine."
"Then why are there tear stains on your face??" Millie asks.
"Um, I saw the cutest puppy walk by?" I say with a smile. "But thanks for checking on me." I add. Then Millie gets distracted and walks over to the dress I have on my mannequin.
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"Is this what you're wearing to StrangerCon tomorrow? It's gorgeous!" She squeals!
"Thanks. I'm sure you'll both look great tomorrow too." I say with a yawn.
"You look tired. We'll let you sleep. See you tomorrow!" Gaten says with his adorable smile as he pulls Millie out the door. She waves and I crawl into bed, Finn's cruel words swimming in my head.
———————————————————————— I wake up and feel a lot better. I realize that I don't give a damn what Finn thinks. And I'm not gonna waste my time on him. He's not worth it. I curl my hair and put on my dress for StrangerCon. I meet the rest of the cast by the studio doors and we all pile into the long limo. I sit with Millie and Gaten and chat for the hour long ride until we slowly come to a stop and file into the venue from the back door. All of our bodyguards follow, including mine, Tyrone. The event is about to start and you can hear the shouts and screams from the fans as we walk into the stage and sit at the long conference table they set up. We all find our seats. Unfortunately, Finn is all the way at the end of the table and I sit right next to him. He looks away from me as I sit down. I start to feel nerves creeping up on me, so I pretend I'm looking at the audience by looking at the back wall. It seems a million miles away. The interview starts on the opposite end of the table, with a host asking David Harbour some questions. I fall into a daze smiling at the back wall. A man with a similar stature to Tyrone (my bodyguard) walks in silently from the back door. I don't think anything of it until I see what's behind his back. A gun. Even at this alarming discovery, I wasn't necessarily worried because all of our bodyguards were armed. It was until he picked up his gun and pointed it to the corner of the table. I watched in shock as he cocked it and pulled the trigger. As the loud bullet sounded I jumped up and pushed Finn out of the bullets path. "FINN, MOVE!" I screamed as I shoved into him. People started screaming and one louder person yelled "Everybody down!" Another bullet hit the glass wall behind me and the whole unit shatters, raining glistening shards that stab into my body.Everybody was yelling and screaming in fear, but I wasn't listening. I was distracted by the earth-shattering pain in my head. I fell to the ground and everything went black.
———————————————————————— Tyrone's POV
I run towards the man with the gun. I know it sounds wrong, but it's my job to protect Zara and her cast. "FREEZE! DROP YOUR DAMN WEAPONS!" I yell, ignoring the fear in my heart as I raise my gun to him along with the other security guards and bodyguards. He ignores our demands and starts to shoot the gun again. I shoot him just after he pulls the trigger. His body drops to the floor as his bullet narrowly missed me. I followed protocol and shot him in the foot to stun him. The rest of the guards confiscate him and the gun. All audience members are guided out by police. I run back to Zara. She's knocked out cold. Her body is covered pieces of glass stuck in her skin and there's a bullet wound in her head. A pool of blood surrounds her and matches her scarlet dress. Finn is sitting just around the corner, staring at her body. Looking at the state of her body and her injuries, she's probably dead. But I pick up her body and carry her out to the ambulances. I leave a trail of blood behind me. Instantly, paramedics take her out of my hands. It's chaos. The fans are everywhere, the Stranger Things cast is being evacuated and is surrounded with police cars and officers. Sirens and lights and yelling and people running around. I hope Zara makes it.
——————————————————————— Finn's POV
I can't move. I can't. I'm still sitting in the damn corner. Zara took a bullet for me. And she's dead now. And it's all my fault. I killed someone. A tear rolls down my cheek at the thought. I wipe it away when I hear my name being called. "FINN!" Someone yells. I think it's Noah. "FINN, WHERE ARE YOU?" He yells louder. Noah finds me and pulls my arm, but I don't move. My head is fixed to the pool of blood that she left behind. I watch it slowly drip off of the stage. I hear Noah yelling for me to get up, but I can't process it. I feel tears flow down my face again, but this time I don't wipe them away. I feel numb. Some guy, I think Noah's bodyguard, picks me up, but I fight it. "LET ME GO! LET ME GO!" I struggle against his muscles and reach towards my spot, but I'm not strong enough. My chest heaves and I struggle to breathe. The bodyguard opens the door and the natural light stings my eyes. He carries me to an ambulance and across the parking lot, I see Zara lying on a stretcher. Blood is pouring onto the ground and I scream. "NO! NO, NO, NO, NO!" I repeat as I kick and scream. Suddenly a paramedic injects something into my arm, and I feel lightheaded. My head droops down in the bodyguard's arms and I lie against his back. I have a clear view of Zara, but my vision is blurry. The last thing I see is her blood and I black out.
