Nicole POV:

When I realized he was gone, nothing mattered to me anymore.
I was heartless.
A gaping hole was left in the pit of my stomach, consuming my lungs and my heart.
I felt so overwhelmed by sorrow that I went limp, sobbing on the floor, hoping Marilyn would hold that gun against my head and kill me.
"Kill me. Please." I begged her, crying.
Luke screamed. "No! No!"
The men covered his mouth.
Marilyn walked over to me, and I gasped out in relief when she put the gun against my head.
"Pull the trigger." I whispered.
She laughed quietly and leaned to my ear again.
:Im not doing you any favors."
She whipped around and pointed the gun at Luke and fired.
I looked up and screamed as the men held something against my mouth, which sent me kicking and fighting, but eventually growing weak and tired.
I eventually passed out and went completely limp, hearing Luke's screams.

Delirious POV:

"DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH EVAN!" I screamed at the man.
He pulled down his hood.
"YOU." I said.
The boy from the hotel.
The one with that girl... Hannah.
"Evan!" I screamed.
He rushed awake, looking at me.
"DELIRIOUS!" he yelled, panicking.
"Don't worry, baby," he said.
"We'll all get out of here."
My heart was POUNDING AND POUDING AND POUNDING and driving me insane!!!
I could barely hear anything over it!
The boy grimaced and another man ran over and took the gun from him.
The first boy started arguing with him.
"MARILYN'S ORDER!" he said.
The boy looked at him.
"NO! YOU CAN'T DO THIS! HANNAH IS CLOSE TO THEM! PLEASE SHE'S MY SISTER!"
Tears ran down his cheeks.
"YOU'RE A FUCKING HITMAN! THERE'S NO TIME FOR WHO YOU DO AND DO NOT LOVE!" The first boy yelled at him.
"IS THAT WHAT DELILAH TOLD YOU?!" the second one asked.
The first one froze.
"HUH, KEEGAN?! SHE LOVED SOMEONE. BUT WHEN HE HURT HER, SHE THINKS SHE'LL NEVER LOVE AGAIN, AND YOU LET HER THINK THAT?! YOU LET HER BE LONELY?!" he screamed.
"NATHAN, JUST DO YOUR J-" Keegan whipped around.
"WHY?! YOU NEVER DO YOURS. UNLIKE YOU, I LOVE MY SISTER, WITH ALL MY HEART. I WOULDN'T LET HER BE A MURDERER!" Nathan screamed.
"THAT'S FUCKING ENOUGH!" Keegan protested.
"YOU'RE JUST PISSED BECAUSE YOUR SISTER LOVES ME."
Keegan whipped around.
"SHE'LL NEVER LOVE YOU. YOU'RE A PATHETIC SOFT ASS SON OF A BITCH. KILL HIM. NOW. IT'S AN ORDER."
"How about I shoot your sister, huh?" Nathan pulled up the gun.
Keegan's eyes grew wide.
"How about I put out you AND your pathetic ass excuse of a sister? The world would be such a better place." Nathan smiled.
"Kill him."
I screamed and grabbed Evan's hand, my pulse screaming itself.
I was shaking.
I was having a heart attack.
The third man, a man with long blond hair, took the gun from Nathan and pointed it at Evan's head.
I sobbed, kicking and screaming.
They had tied me up in a chair next to Evan.
Nathan pushed the guy and he misfired, hitting Evan in the stomach, sending not only a loud boom through our house, but a bullet hole in my heart.
Evan cursed in pain, dying.
His heart slowed and I screamed out, my heart getting faster and faster.
I couldn't see anything, and my chest went numb.
I slowly closed my eyes.
And I didn't wake up.

Tyler POV:

"Mini." I shook him, and he looked at me, sleepily.
"Someone just broke in next door. I just heard a gunshot." I whispered.
"Holy shit." he said, standing up.
"Shh! They'll hear us. I think I know who this is. This has to be that girl..."
"The girl who killed Marzia." he finished.
"Mini, that has to be more than one person." I said.
"Tyler. What do we do?" he started crying, something I was already doing.
"Holy shit." he whispered, and we heard a scream.
"Nicole..." I said, clutching my sides.
They were only one house down... That one house being Nicole and Luke...
We were next.
I couldn't think.
I suddenly didn't care about anything besides Craig.
"Craig. I want you to jump out the window. It's not that big of a drop. Take my phone, and run, just run as far as you can into the woods, to a store. Somewhere. Get help, and if we don't make it, at least you'll be safe." I said, grabbing his arms, looking in his eyes.
"No, Tyler..." he cried, his voice breaking.
"Please, Mini. Do this for me." I said, my voice cracking as well.
He was silent and then nodded.
"I love you." he said, grabbing his glasses and kissing my lips, fiercely.
I kissed him back until we could no longer breathe.
"I love you, too, Mini. Please be safe. And don't come back. Do you hear me?"

Mini POV:

I looked up at him with utter sorrow, wishing this was all a dream.
"I'll miss you."
Tears flew down my face like bullets.
My eyes stung.
"I'll miss you more." he said, sniffling, blowing me an air kiss.
"I disagree highly." I smiled, crying.
He smiled, too.
"Go. Hurry. And be safe." he said.
I nodded, and started running as fast as I could.
My heart had never hurt worse.

Evan POV:

"D-D-Delirious..." I whispered for him, tapping his arm.
I barely felt a pulse anymore.
His head was slumped over.
"Delirious..." I cried, cringing at the hole in my stomach.
"Wake up." I tapped him.
The men gathered by the door.
I was sobbing.
"Jonathan. Baby. Wake up. Please. PLEASE." I tapped him as hard as I could.
He wouldn't wake up.
He was unconscious.
"WHY DID YOU ACTUALLY SHOOT HIM?!" A female looked at me, asking.
"He-He misfired..." The fourth man pointed to the third.
Marilyn grabbed the gun and handed it to Nathan.
"Go finish him." she pointed to the third man.
"Now."
Nathan nodded and pushed the struggling third man outside, and a loud bang echoed.
"We thought he was supposed to kill him." said the fifth man.
"No. You're supposed to shoot the wall or something to scare her. Only two people we're here to kill is Craig and Hannah. The others, well," she said.
"We're going to make them one of us."
I could remember the whole Banana Bus Crew chanting, "One of Us, One of Us," over and over, like old times.
I remember when even Pewdiepie tweeted it out, before he had died.
I remember playing with Minx that one time off camera, before she was locked away for a crime she did not commit. Poor girl. This was all a mess.
I sat there, in pain, looking at Marilyn.
She looked at me, examining my features.
"Beautiful. You'll make an excellent employee." she said.
"I-I will not work for you." I said, cringing.
"Oh, well I can always-" she took out a gun and pointed it at Delirious.
"No, no! I'll... I'll do it." I said, crying.
"Okay. I'll treat you like a brother. We'll get you cleaned up. Sorry about you getting shot. We were only supposed to kill your friends," she laughed.
"N-No..." I said.
She smiled.
"Boys, patch Evan up. Wait here until I get everyone else."
"Is Nicole o-okay?" I asked.
She smiled.
"Not exactly."

Tyler POV:

Fifteen minutes later, my door was busted down.
I was sitting in my kitchen, drinking a nice cup of coffee when she came.
"Hello." I said, smiling.
She looked at me.
"Hello?"
"Yes. I knew you were coming." I stood up and pushed back my chair as some men stepped into my house.
"Really?"
I smiled.
"Indeed. Now, you fuckers, shoot me. Kill me now. Arrest me." I held out my hands.
She walked over and pushed me against the wall.
"You think this is some kind of fucking joke?" she asked.
"No," I laughed.
"You think this is funny?" she asked.
"Yes." I said.
Then I leaned forward and kissed her, sticking my tongue in her mouth, just for my survival.
Hopefully she'll react the way I hoped.
And she did.
"EW! GET OFF ME!" she pushed me down, and I smirked.
"Even more hot when you're mad."
Damn, Tyler, you can still charm women even when you're into men.
I was proud of myself.
"Where the hell is he?" she asked.
"Who?" I asked her.
"MiniLadd." she loaded her gun and aimed it at me.
"Oh, we broke up..." I said.
"Bullshit." she laughed, nervously.
I nodded my head.
"Actually, we did. On the train, I was heading to his house in Indiana," I lied smoothly.
She looked at me, scanning for the dishonesty.
"He came with me back here, and whenever I tried to get laid, he told me we were over, and now he's heading back to Indiana." I looked down, faking a frown, fake tears in my eyes.
"Liar." she said.
"How?" I asked.
"Let me search." she demanded.
"Do it." I said, fake crying.
"He isn't here. He left everything but his phone and he left, right out that door, about a day ago." I cried, looking at her.
She stayed downstairs and aimed her gun at me as her men searched.
"He isn't here."
They confirmed.
"I don't believe this." she lowered her gun.
"Then just shoot me. He doesn't know or even care that we're all in trouble." I sobbed.
"That's bullshit. He has to be here."
"I wish!" I cried.
"I wish I could've let him know how much I loved him before he left, but now we're all just going to die."
That part was actually true.
"I just wish he loved me back. I'm nothing without him. Kill me. Please." I begged.
She looked at me.
"I'm not doing anything you want me to."
"Please!" I screamed.
"No." she made her men chain me up.
They dragged me to Evan's house and threw me onto the kitchen floor.
I could see Evan, all bloody, being tooken care off, and I thought to myself,
"At least Mini is okay."

Lonnah and Moo:

Moo:
I had been dragged out of bed, hearing Lonnah screaming, and I reached for her.
"Lonnah!" I yelled.
She was soon hit by a man wearing a black mask, and I screamed.
"NO! DON'T HURT HER!"
Dry tears were frozen to her cheeks and she was picked up and tooken away from me, right out the door.
The man who had me in his grip had put a rag over my mouth and I tried to hold my breath, and failed, huffing in the deadly chemical, falling asleep.

Macie and Lui:

Macie:

"Babe, it will be okay."
He stroked my hair as we hid under the bed.
"Shh."
I was crying, terrified.
Two gunshots had went off, and a loud crash less than a house away had echoed.
"Shh. Macie." his pulse was racing and I was warm in his arms.
I sobbed.
"Macie, I never stopped loving you." he whispered.
"Neither did I." I said.
A loud bang sounded throughout our house.
"There goes our door." I cried.

Lui :
"We'll make it through this." I promised.
Macie nodded.
"I know. I lo-"
Suddenly, she was pulled away from me, and I reached for her arms, and she clawed for me, but she was soon no longer there.
"Macie!" I cried.
"L-!" Suddenly I saw her face across from me, unconscious, on the floor being picked up.
I reached my hand out for her, but I got pulled out, too.
"PLEASE DON'T HURT HER! SHE'S MY WIFE!" I cried out, a hard object hitting my head, me being knocked out.

Basically:

I was just talking with Simone in bed with the lights off
She laughed.
"I missed you." she said.
"I missed you t-"
Suddenly, a loud boom rang through our room.
"S-S-Simone...?" I asked.
"MARCEL! What was that?!" She asked.
A loud scream also rang out, and I could almost identify the voice.
"Simone! I think someone's after us!" I whispered, running to hide in the closet, grabbing her hand.
"Call the cops!" she told me.
I got my phone.
"Fuck! Someone cut the phone lines!" I whispered.
She started breathing frantically.
"What are we going to do?!" she asked.
"I'm sure we're just hearing things..." I tried to say.
"Marcel, Nicole is dying!" she said.
"Babe, we can't go outside!" I told her.
She wrapped my arms around her.
"Keep me safe." she said.
"7 minutes in heaven?" I asked her, laughing.
"No, Marcel! It's not the time." she said.
"Just trying to lighten things..." I said.
"Marcel...They're here." she said, hearing our door bust open.
Footsteps treaded up the stairs.
I almost tripped.
"Shhh... Do you smell anything?" she asked.
"Y-Yeah..." I said, becoming dizzy.

Simone:

Gas! They had gassed us!!
"Marcel! No!" he became limp and slid against the wall.
Shit...
I wasn't going to last much longer, either...
"M-Mar-c-el..." I said, falling over into his lap, passing out.

Daithi POV:

I was downstairs when it all happened; I was talking to Berenice over the phone.
"Oso, kiete la boca!" she said to her dog and I laughed.
"What's so funny?" she asked.
I laughed again.
"You say funny words sometimes."
"It's Spanish, David.." she laughed.
"I know." I laughed.
"They just sound weird."

Marilyn:

David?
He was easy.
He was drinking milk.
All it took was for one of my men to slip a Roofie in his drink when he wasn't looking, and bam, he'd be out pretty soon.
"Berenice. I feel weird." he said.

David POV:

"Maybe you're just tired." she said.
I nodded.
"But I'm losing feeling in my body..." I told her.
"That's weird..." she said.
I soon couldn't feel my body.
Two men walked over to me out of nowhere and grabbed me.
I tried to move, but I couldn't.
"B-" I tried to yell.
"David?!" she asked.
"BEREN-" I was then knocked out.

Berenice:

I started freaking out.
Call that cops.
That's what I'd do.

>>> To Be Continued <<<