Five Nights

Worried

[Gracie's POV]
I was in me and Liz's apartment, reading a magazine on my bed in white yoga pants and and a black tank-top. Ty would probably think I'd look great. I can tell by the smile he always gives me. It was around 4:39 or something. I called Ty to see how he was doing. He answered. "Hello?" He asked. "Hey, it's Gracie. How are you?" I asked. "I'm fine, just workin'." Ty replied. I could tell that he was tired. "I hope I'm not distracting you!" I said. "No, you're fine. I really only need to use the camera for Foxy. I can check the doorlight with my free hand." Ty replied, followed by a small buzzing sound that lasted about a second. After that I heard some kind of noise. "Sorry, just checked the camera." Ty said. I heard thumping. As if someone were running.

"Oh hey, Foxy." I heard Ty say. Foxy? I thought Foxy was out of order. "Where's Bonnie?" I heard someone else say. I immediately heard a struggle. As if someone were fighting. "Ty! What's going on?" I asked. "AH! SON OF A BITCH!" I heard Ty faintly yell. There were two gunshots. BLAM, BLAM!!
"Ty! TY, ARE YOU OKAY?!" I asked in a worried tone. Liz walked in. "What's going on?" She asked, holding her toothbrush. I felt like crying. "It's Ty, something's wrong! He's in danger!" I replied. Liz stroked my straight, ginger hair and told me he was gonna be okay. Ty finally picked up again. He sounded beaten. "Gracie, if I don't make it out," Ty started but was interrupted by spitting out blood, then coughing twice. "...If I don't make it... know I died in love with you-" Ty was interrupted once again, but this time it was a gunshot.

I started crying. I already miss him and we hadn't even gone on our first date yet! "Hey, it's okay. It's okay." Liz said, hugging me. "No it isn't! I liked--no, LOVED. I loved him. He was cute, he was funny, understanding. Not some horny asshole you meet on Omegle." I replied. Liz looked at me with surprised, widened eyes. That was the first time I'd felt this way about a guy.