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A random story for the competition- pulling at my gravity- i think its called that. Well i guess its not that random then....

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6. Uselessly selfish

*Sorry it's been a while since I 'updated' but I having been feeling motivated to do, well... anything haha but I saw this and I’m determined to continue this story, and well it's motivating me to do other things as well! So I hope you like this chapter, and I'll be looking forward to writing more chapters! Hope you have a great day and thanks for reading!*

 

Through the blood-splattered window I saw an innocent nurse fall to the ground a bullet lodged in her chest transforming her blue uniform to a crimson red. Alarms began to fill the air soon followed by more gunshots. From what we could see through the small, stained window a patient was running around screaming with a small but powerful gun, attacking anyone who tried to stop him at first but then he began shooting randomly. He ransacked the whole hospital and went into every patients room without a care in the world, and was soon heading towards my door. I still wasn’t fully recovered, and found it difficult to walk or stand up if not impossible, so trying to hide in anyway was going to be rather a miracle if I managed it. Then I remembered Alex. He was still beside me and I only just realised he was telling me we had to go. He grabbed my arms and was trying to lift me out of the bed. We were still wobbling over to the heavy wooden door when we knew we wasn’t going to get out before he got here, so in a last hope we stumbled over to the other exit, but my muscles were burning and I was struggling. With only another metre of walking I collapsed with a groan of pain. I could tell by the panic in Alex's eyes that the crazed patient was almost here, slowly hobbling over to our door. I knew it was all over for me, but there was hope for Alex, but predictably he refused to leave me, and so instead he instructed me to hide under the bed whilst he stood guard. He wasn’t taking no for answer, but neither was- until he dragged me there. Tears of pain rolled gently down my red cheeks as I hugged the pillow I had, for some strange reason, dragged with me. I shoved my head into the pillow and began to hum. I must have looked crazy, but I didn’t care, even when a hand began to tug on my arm, I continued humming but louder now, I just wanted it all to go away. It felt like the walls were closing in on me, my mind swirling, I felt useless. I heard the door we had just came out of open creakily and I reluctantly pulled my head out of the tear stained pillow, to see the deranged patient hovering about a metre away from me. A panic set in as he raised the gun towards me...

 

I turned my head to see Alex crying, I knew exactly what was to come next and it was all my fault. Maybe I deserve it for smirking when he said he had broken up for her. Maybe it's just simply because I’m selfish. Horribly selfish. Whatever the reason it was going to happen. I saw the patient's hand shaking unsteadily as he pulled the trigger in. Maybe it'd be like the films where he'd run out of bullets. Or not. He slowly released the trigger and I let out a horrific pleading scream as I saw Alex mouth 'I love you' as he dived in front of me...

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