Soon, I promise

20

Zachs POV (get your popcorn and your tissues cuase shit goes down)

"Don't be shy, tell us about your ex. Well actually you don't have to if you don't want to," Tate says.

"No it's fine, I need to get it off my chest anyway," I say, then I continue. "About a year ago, so I was 15, I met this guy at school who I really liked. Now me being me, I fell for all his lies. About 2 month into us being together he started getting abusive, both verbally and physically." I stop at that, not wanting to explain more.

"Oh ok. Well then why is he her-," Jack freezes, his face going pale. His hand moving to his stomach, fear in his eyes (y'all idk what i'm doing with this). I check to see what he's looking at. He was shot. Who would do this to him? Hang on.

"Tate, get him out of here and find someone who can help him." She grabs Jack and brings him back to the building. I look around, trying to figure out who shot him. I spot him, standing there with the gun in his hand.

"Hey babe, long time no see. You think you could get away from me that easily?"

"Why the fuck did you just shot one of the people I love?! I left you for a reason Jordan (not besson)," I yell, he took this too far. He starts moving towards me, the gun still pointing at me.

"You know exactly why I did it." He glares at me, continuing to move forward. "If you agree to get back with me then I won't kill you, if you fight it I'll kill Jonah in front of you eyes, then kill you. You choose Zach, you choose."

"This is next level crazy ex. Leave me the fuck alone and get a life. Jordan, you know I'm going to die soon. No need to kill me if my lungs are already doing it for me." I reach for my phone, making sure he doesn't see. I dial 911. "Could you repeat what you said Jordan?"

"I'm going to kill you and you're boyfriends. Don't test me Zach," Jordan says through gridded teeth.

"Give me one hour to think about it? If you give me that then I won't call the cops," I say. He nods and I head inside. Lucky for me the person on the line heard everything and just needs the address. I give them the address and a few minutes later I see a cop outside the hospital door. He walks over to me.

"Are you Zach?" I nod, he continues. "Ok, now where did you last see Jordan?"

"He was out in the court yard. He still had the gun in his hand so I would be carful," I say. I was about to head back to check on Zach when I feel something go through my chest. I look down and see blood in my hands. I turn and see Jordan getting handcuffed, a smile on his face. Then just like that everything goes black.

a/n

510 wc

tehe bitchees, no i'm not taking that from Christina, i just wanted to use it. also, don't worry i'm digging my grave right now. so 1 chapter left and then maybe a sequel. if i do a sequel it will come out late november because i go to texas in two days then i go to spokane for thanksgiving. and i've had plastic angles stuck in my head all day. well byebye for now

-Tate<3