Soap?
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Thread Topic: Soap?
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Okay, so, what if Jen were to get shot, and Zoey was stabbed, but Zoey lives because when they shot Jen the cops were called and they were able to get her to the hospital before she bled out? ))
The boys only stopped after they had dragged Jen into the living room, and then the put a gun to Jens head and looked at James who was beating on their friends. "Or, you can stop it or else her brains will be blown out," one of them threatened with a lot of malice in his voice.
Ryan grunted as Zoey slapped him across the face, but he didn't bother to try and reach out for her. He looked over at her, the gun in his hand and he just pointed it randomly at her. "Not until we've gotten what we came here for," he said, a little off balance. He was still a little drunk and that slap to the face really knocked him around too. -
Omg yes please please.. The feels are going to be real omg.)
James stopped what he was doing and stood to the side and watched them with a glare. His hands where shaking and he didn't like seeing the fact that his new friends where about to be hurt by the same people be wanted to get away from in the first place.
Silent tears were falling down Jen's face as she felt the coldness of the gun pressed to her head. Her eyes met Zoey and a broken smile spread across her lips at her best friend and fear pulsed through her body.
Zoey looked from James to Jen and then to Petro as the realization fell over her face. "Leave Jen alone.." She warned and tears spilled from her eyes. "Please don't so this Ryan." She looked at him and her bottom lip quivered slightly. -
THE FEELS MAN, THE FEELS, oh and Petro could kill Ryan??? ))
Petro groaned as the pounding in his head doubled. he looked around at the scene playing out before him and his heart beat faster. He looked at Jen, and James, and Zoey, and then finally at Ryan. He made sure to give Ryan a death glare that told him that he was going to pay for what he was doing.
Ryan chuckled a little which really let his sadistic side show as he looked at Zoey, the gun pointing at her. "Oh come on darling, do you really think you can talk me out of this?" he questioned while laughing again. "This isn't going to be a happy ending like we were told when we were younger darling." Ryan then took a threatening step towards Zoey, the gun still in his hand. "No, I'm getting what I came here for."
"Over my goddamned dead body," Petro mumbled with malice. -
KILL HIM OMG. Why do we enjoy blood shed? xD))
Zoey ran her tongue over her dry lips and she shook her head. "Then take what you want just leave them be." She said quietly and took a half step closer to Ryan. Her hands where still and steady as if she was perfectly fine.
Jen closed her eyes and opened them again and watched the scene unfold before her. Frustration and fear was all she could feel as she waited to find out how her world would turn out. -
HEHEHE YEE~ cause we're sadistic freaks? xD))
Suddenly, Petro remembered the gun that he had in his pocket. Maybe he could use it and shoot Ryan, but he couldn't draw attention to himself, and he just felt helpless and useless just sitting there. Slowly he reached his hand towards his pocket and he began to reach for his pocket.
Ryan ignored Petro's words and ignored mainly what he was doing. He knew that Petro was probably to fuzzy to do anything that would harm him. Instead, Ryan looked over towards the boys who where holding Jen and nodded, then looked back over to Zoey. "I came here for some blood shed darling. You might wanna look away," he stated, a small smirk playing on his face.
The boys holding Jen looked at each other and nodded and the boy holding the gun to her head pressed it against her temple harder, his finger itching to pull the trigger.
(Sorry, took a shower) -
Jen whimpered and looked down at her feet. Zoey went to run at the boys bolding a gun at her best friends head. "No!" She screamed and at the same time she took a step forward a loud noise rang in her ears and her bestfriends blood splattered the wall and her body fell forward. "JEN!" She screamed in a high pitch wail.
Time slowed down, Jen's body fell forward and blood spattered the wall. James screamed and tackled one of the boys who had the gun and they went over in a ball of kicking and swinging arms.
Zoey ran into Ryan with a heart wrenching sob and struck at him with every ounce of energy she had left in her body. -
The boys tumbled around with James as the other boy, the one without the gun, hit James on the back of the head with his foot.
Ryan looked down at Zoey as if she was the most pathetic person he'd ever seen in the world and he violently pushed her away towards the floor and he pointed the gun back at her again. "Oh don't worry," he threatened. "You'll be joining her in a second."
Petro couldn't help but stare at the blood splattered on the wall. He remember that night that he shot Ryan's brother, the blood that he had splattered on the wall. He couldn't believe what he had just saw, and it was all his fault. If he had just left Zoey alone, and gone to jail, Jen wouldn't have gone out looking for Zoey and been taken by the group. He had to make it up, though in a way there really wasn't a way to make up for what had just happened.
He slowly stood up and he pulled the gun out of his pocket. He didn't care about being careful not to be seen anymore and he pulled the gun out and aimed it at Ryan's head. "Tell your b------ brother I said hi," he said. Then he pulled the trigger. -
Ryan's blood splattered Zoey's body and face and she fell backwards into the couch. Speechless, pained, and torn up Zoey just stared as his body slumped to the floor and tears slid down her face.
James grunted and knocked the boy with the gun out and turned on the kid without a gun. It didn't take long for him to wrestle him into comisson and James leaned against the wall holding his head.
Omg.. Tears.) -
And we still have Zoey too ;-; ))
Petro felt some blood splatter on him too and he just looked down at himself. He cringed and looked away and around the room. Blood seemed to be everywhere. It was like a f---ing horror scene or something, and he hated it. He looked over to Zoey and his heart sank. "Zoey," he said while dropping the gun and rushing over towards her. He was afraid to hug her at first. He didn't know what she'd do to him, if she'd blame him for everything that happened or not. He thought she had every right to do and say anything to him if she wanted to, he felt as if he deserved it anyways.
The boy was now pinned against his wall while James held his head against the wall. He tried to get away from him, but it was really hard to so he just pointlessly struggled against the kid. -
Who's going to do it? ;-;))
Zoey's eyes drifted towards him and tears spilled faster down her face. "Jen.." She croaked out and tried to stand to get to her best friend and her legs gave out from under her and she collapsed to the ground. "Jen.." She wailed and crawled towards her best friend and once she got to her she pulled her into her arms and started crying. "You have to get up.. Don't go someplace I can't follow please.." She whispered and buried her face into her friends neck and hair.
James watched silently and had to look away as tears filled his eyes. He closed his eyes and just held onto the struggling guy in his arms.
(That was a Lord of Rings quote~) -
The guy that James is holding could get away and throw the knife at her and... yeah?))
Petro sighed as he put his face in his hands. He couldn't believe what he just saw... He refused to believe it in fact. He did some bad things in the past but this... this was much different, much worse. He never meant any of that to happen, and it was all his fault. "It's all my fault," he mumbled over and over again.
The boy that James was holding remembered that he had a knife in his pocket. He could easily pull it out and slash the kids hand and... and then what? Finish what Ryan tired to do, that's what he'd do. He'd kill the girl.
(hehe cool) -
Yeeee.)
Zoey let herself cry and hold her best friend as dogs barked at her neighbors house and the world around here seemed empty and cold. But she knew one warmth was offered for her, Petro. She looked at him and tried to wipe the tears and probably snot off her face. "Petro.." She whispered his name and looked at him.
James had ended up loosening his grip on accident and was trying to forget about what was going on around them. -
hehehe~ god we're sadistic))
The boy that James was holding quickly grabbed the knife and twisted his body so he was able to slash at his arm. With that done, he pushed the boy away and looked at Zoey. He had thrown knives a lot in his day, so he was pretty good at it. In one single and swift move he threw the knife at her, and it hit her middle, landing with a thud.
Petro took his hands away from his face and he turned and looked over at Zoey just in time to see and hear the knife land in her. The breath in his lungs caught and he couldn't breathe. He looked over at the boy who threw the knife. Pure anger pulsed through him and he instantly wanted the boy dead. He pulled out his own knife and in one swift motion he threw it at the boy. Once he heard the knife hit the boy, he ran over to Zoey, not caring where the knife hit him and he leaned over her, tears already streaming down his face. "No, no, no, no, no," he said over and over again. "No, Zoey." -
Pain. That's all she could feel as the knife hit her stomach and she sucked in a pain filled breath as she dropped into Petro's arms. "Petro.." She whispered and a small smile filled her face as a copper taste filled her mouth. Blood. "Hey hey, don't cry.. I love you." She tried to laugh but it gurgled slightly in the back of her throat. Sirens could be heard in the distance and faded lights could be seen in the distance.
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Blood. So much blood. He thought about taking the knife out but knew that the knife was the only thing clotting her blood so she wouldn't die. He nodded his head as he cradled her head in his arms. "Okay. You'll be fine, I promise. You're going to get through this," he said, though tears still streamed down his face. He wanted to scream at the sirens to hurry up and get here. He actually wanted the cops there for once in his poor damned life. Zoey was going to be alright, she had to be. "I love you baby, I promise you'll be okay."
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