Long Live Us [Blocked]
Chapter 2
I stand still in place. What the fuck did I just see? Zack holds Alex’s shoulder. Security guards try to calm down all the fans watching. Matthew runs out from backstage with a phone pressed to his ear.
I want to walk over to Alex but my feet are glued to the ground and my eyes on the person with the hat that pulled the gun. Up on the balcony. Their face is hidden by the dark, They hold a piece of paper that reads
PHONE
I look over at my iphone that sits on the table sidestage by our guitar tech who is now gone. The screen is lit up. I look back up and the figure is gone. I walk over to my phone and open up the text that reads:
8:53 p.m.
From: Unknown Number
What an Unfortunate show.
See you at the Hospital!
~16
A small shiver runs down my spine as I look over at Alex. He nods and holds Rian’s hand listening to something that Zack is saying. Matthew holds a chunk of Zack’s T-shirt to the bullet wound on Alex’s shoulder while Zack presses other parts of it to Alex’s hip and thigh. Keep pressure on the wound right.
Sirens wale in the backround and paramedics soon come to pick Alex up. Rian joins him in the ambulance. I’m too unable to move my body at all. Someone is going after us. I don’t know who. I don’t know why.
“Jack.” Zack shakes my shoulder. “We have to get to the hospital. Dude, are you okay?” he looks at me concerned
“Look.” Is all I muster as I hand him my phone. He reads the message quickly and puts my phone back into my hand.
“We’re going to talk about that later.” He mutters quietly and nods at me.
We walk into the hospital and walk up to room 853, the room Alex is going to recover in, carrying extra clothes for him. Rian sits on the recliner, his head in his hands.
“Hey.” Zack nods at him, “What do you know?”
“There is a bullet still in his shoulder. It hit bone. There’s going to be a re-constructing surgery. Another bullet went through the kidney, that’s what they’re doing right now. They have to remove it before it starts doing some weird shit. The one in his leg just went right through.” Rian runs his hand over the top of his head as he speaks clearly stressed and rightfully so.
“You guys.” Zack and Rian both look at me. “I saw the shooter.”
“What?” Rian stands up quickly.
“I didn’t see their face.” I say quickly before they ask. “I think they texted me though.”
“What do you mean?” Rian raises an eyebrow,
“What makes you think that text is from them?” Zack sighs.
“Well you know it’s super fucking creepy and they told me.” My head pound thinking about this.
“Show me the text.” Rian demands and holds his hand out to me. I hand him the phone. “I got one this morning.” Rian looks up at us with furrowed eyebrows. Rian pulls his phone out and opens the text holding it out to both of us.
8:53 a.m.
From: Unknown Number
Happy shooting!
Don’t get hit by any flying objects.
~16
“This is fucking creepy.” Zack mutters.
“Thanks for that captain obvious.” I sigh and run a hand through my hair.
I wake up the next morning on the bus, which was driven to the hospital parking lot. I roll out of bed and walk to the front lounge where Zack and Rian sit with worried expressions on their faces.
“What?” I groan and grab a bowl for cerial.
“Where’s your phone?” Rian says.
“Charging in my bunk…”
“Go get it.” Zack groans
“You get it.” I groan back and continue to make myself cerial.
“Fine.”
“We got another text Jack. Zack and I both got it this time.” Rian stands up and walks over to me. “It says, August 5, 3:00. This is my favorite time in the year. Then its signed 16 like the other ones.”
“Does that mean anything?” Zack looks at me hopefully.
“Not to me. Isn’t that the date?” Zack nods,
“He sent it at 3 am too.”
“Probably just an asshole trying to keep us awake.” I mutter, “But can we agree, not to tell anybody. I don’t think Matt needs to stress about this right now. Alex is fine and the cops will find this guy. He’s already done what he wants. He’s just going to try to scare us until he gets caught.” Zack and Rian nod,
“Makes sense.”
“Agreed”
“Lets go see if Alex is awake.” I smile at the two of them trying to be re-assuring. God I hate dealing with all this really serious shit.
I want to walk over to Alex but my feet are glued to the ground and my eyes on the person with the hat that pulled the gun. Up on the balcony. Their face is hidden by the dark, They hold a piece of paper that reads
PHONE
I look over at my iphone that sits on the table sidestage by our guitar tech who is now gone. The screen is lit up. I look back up and the figure is gone. I walk over to my phone and open up the text that reads:
8:53 p.m.
From: Unknown Number
What an Unfortunate show.
See you at the Hospital!
~16
A small shiver runs down my spine as I look over at Alex. He nods and holds Rian’s hand listening to something that Zack is saying. Matthew holds a chunk of Zack’s T-shirt to the bullet wound on Alex’s shoulder while Zack presses other parts of it to Alex’s hip and thigh. Keep pressure on the wound right.
Sirens wale in the backround and paramedics soon come to pick Alex up. Rian joins him in the ambulance. I’m too unable to move my body at all. Someone is going after us. I don’t know who. I don’t know why.
“Jack.” Zack shakes my shoulder. “We have to get to the hospital. Dude, are you okay?” he looks at me concerned
“Look.” Is all I muster as I hand him my phone. He reads the message quickly and puts my phone back into my hand.
“We’re going to talk about that later.” He mutters quietly and nods at me.
We walk into the hospital and walk up to room 853, the room Alex is going to recover in, carrying extra clothes for him. Rian sits on the recliner, his head in his hands.
“Hey.” Zack nods at him, “What do you know?”
“There is a bullet still in his shoulder. It hit bone. There’s going to be a re-constructing surgery. Another bullet went through the kidney, that’s what they’re doing right now. They have to remove it before it starts doing some weird shit. The one in his leg just went right through.” Rian runs his hand over the top of his head as he speaks clearly stressed and rightfully so.
“You guys.” Zack and Rian both look at me. “I saw the shooter.”
“What?” Rian stands up quickly.
“I didn’t see their face.” I say quickly before they ask. “I think they texted me though.”
“What do you mean?” Rian raises an eyebrow,
“What makes you think that text is from them?” Zack sighs.
“Well you know it’s super fucking creepy and they told me.” My head pound thinking about this.
“Show me the text.” Rian demands and holds his hand out to me. I hand him the phone. “I got one this morning.” Rian looks up at us with furrowed eyebrows. Rian pulls his phone out and opens the text holding it out to both of us.
8:53 a.m.
From: Unknown Number
Happy shooting!
Don’t get hit by any flying objects.
~16
“This is fucking creepy.” Zack mutters.
“Thanks for that captain obvious.” I sigh and run a hand through my hair.
I wake up the next morning on the bus, which was driven to the hospital parking lot. I roll out of bed and walk to the front lounge where Zack and Rian sit with worried expressions on their faces.
“What?” I groan and grab a bowl for cerial.
“Where’s your phone?” Rian says.
“Charging in my bunk…”
“Go get it.” Zack groans
“You get it.” I groan back and continue to make myself cerial.
“Fine.”
“We got another text Jack. Zack and I both got it this time.” Rian stands up and walks over to me. “It says, August 5, 3:00. This is my favorite time in the year. Then its signed 16 like the other ones.”
“Does that mean anything?” Zack looks at me hopefully.
“Not to me. Isn’t that the date?” Zack nods,
“He sent it at 3 am too.”
“Probably just an asshole trying to keep us awake.” I mutter, “But can we agree, not to tell anybody. I don’t think Matt needs to stress about this right now. Alex is fine and the cops will find this guy. He’s already done what he wants. He’s just going to try to scare us until he gets caught.” Zack and Rian nod,
“Makes sense.”
“Agreed”
“Lets go see if Alex is awake.” I smile at the two of them trying to be re-assuring. God I hate dealing with all this really serious shit.
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