"I have made my decision."

"WHO?!" The boys all screamed in unison.

"I have decided who will have my hand." I could barely contain my joy, but I knew I would break six hearts at the same time when I stated my choice.

"WHO?!"

"My decision is final." I stared at the one I had chosen, and I think he sensed it too.

"WHO?!"

"I have chosen-"

BANG BANG! Gunshots rung through the air as I stopped short in the middle of my sentence.

"Oh my- no!" I heard Justin yell, and I looked down to see a gaping hole in my stomach. It didn't hurt, but it felt.. cold, numb, and empty.

I could barely process what just happened, and I fell onto my knees, my vision starting to blur.

The group of boys stood there, staring in shock.

"Goodbye, Mary Sue." A sinister but satisfied voice came from my left.

I turned to the right to see a familiar face smirking at me from behind the tree.

"W- Whitney?"

Whitney just smiled at me sweetly, blowing the smoke off the top of her hand pistol. "Surprise."

"Why..?" I murmured, looking down again at the bloody mess left of my chest.

"SOMEBODY DO SOMETHING!" Chris screamed as Harry Styles dialed 911 on his phone.

"We need help right away! Eastbrook High School! A girl has been shot! Hurry!" Harry screamed into his phone desperately.

Panicked voices faded into the distance, the pain setting in as I fell to the ground.

"Mary!"