"THE FINAL CHAPTER."
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Campbell West Cade has been through a lot of trauma in her seventeen years. Her mother left her, her father went to prison, she was placed into an abusive home, was attac...
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"DEAN, PLEASE HELP ME," I begged him before groaning in pain.
He nodded,"Don't worry, Campbell. I'm going to get you out of here. Brent and Alec will be here any minute along with cops."
I threw an arm around his neck, and he wrapped his arm around my waist as I kept my other hand on the towel.
We were about to start walking, but a click made us stop immediately. We turned around to see Evie fully dressed with a gun in her hands.
"Nobody is going anywhere. Step back in this room before I have to do something I don't want to do," Evie threatened as her finger hovered over the trigger.
"You're not going to shoot me," Dean said with a shake of his head.
Evie nodded before pointing the gun at me,"You're right, but I can shoot her without a problem. Now get back in here and shut the door."
Dean and I stepped back in the room, and Dean shut the door behind us.
"Dean, why were you trying to help her? She is the reason for all of this," Evie asked, glaring at me.
"Evie, look at what you are doing. You are pointing a gun at another person. Campbell needs medical attention now," Dean replied, calmly.
"I'm doing this for us so we can be together. Isn't that what you want?"
"Evie, Brent and Alec told me everything. I know what you did to Peyton. To mychild. How could you?"
"They are lying to you!" Evie yelled,"Alec killed Peyton because she choose you over him again."
Dean shook his head,"No. He did everything in his power to save her. How could you, Evie?"
"They were going to destroy everything. I didn't want to hurt them. I really didn't, but I couldn't lose you, either, so I had to make a difficult decision."
"You murdered them."
"So what's that mean?" Evie asked as her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Do you not love me anymore?"
"No I don't. I never have," Dean answered, honestly.
A few tears rolled down Evie's cheeks.
"Now, I'm leaving with Campbell, and I hope you do that right thing and turn yourself in," Dean said as he opened the door.
"I'm sorry, Dean," Evie apologized before pressing the trigger.
"Evie, don't!" I yelled, but it was too late.
Dean pushed me out of the way, and I hit the ground. Pain erupted in my side. When I looked back up, Dean fell to the ground as blood soaked through his shirt.
She shot him in the chest.
"Oh my gosh! Dean?!" I exclaimed, crawling my way over to him.
Dean was breathing quickly and rapid. I checked his pulse to see it was weakened. If he doesn't get help right away, he's going to die.
