*Jazmine P.O.V*

I stood there as Trystan held a gun to my lower abdomen, carefully not letting anyone see it. I was trembling in fear as sweat poured down my face. "Trystan... Why are you doing this?" I stuttered. "You once loved me. You once cared for me. You once sheltered me and made love to me!" I cried. He pointed the gun a little higher. "Oh shut up you filthy trash whore. Your nothing to me! You were never nothing to me once you were snuggling up nice in cozy with my BROTHER!" He spat in my face . "Trystan you don't want to do this, please." I begged shaking my head. I look over to (Y/N) which was looking at us with terror. I mouth "help me" to her direction. "Oh yeah, why shouldn't I? Please tell why I shouldn't blow you away right now huh?" He raised his eyebrows with a crooked smile. "Because you cared." I threw a half smile up. "News flash baby doll. That was before you slept with my little brother. Ross." "Trystan.." I said with hurtful eyes. He plugged the gun into my stomach and pulled the trigger. BANG. I gasped while my phone slipped out of my hand as I hear falling words from ross screaming my name. I look at where he shot me and fell to my knees. Then pain was excruciating . Screams broke out across the store including (Y/N).

"Oh my. Look at you on your knees for me once more just like the dirty slut you are mmm."I looked at him with disgust. I couldn't believed I fell in love with this man. I placed my right hand on the cold marble floor and one on my wound. He placed a finger on my chin and lifted my head. "Is this how you where for Ross, Jazmine?" He slaped my face making me fall over clutching my wound. "YOU FUCKING WHORE I HATE YOU!" His screams echoed while kicking me in the stomach over and over. I screamed and cried in pain as (Y/N) ran over and punched Trystan in the jaw. "GET OFF OF HER!" It made him wobble and grab ahold of a rack. "You stupid bitch!" He grabbed the butt of his gun and slunged it at (Y/N) head making her fall to the ground as a scream was lifted from her. Police sirens ranged through the air. I looked down, there I layed in my own puddle of blood. Is this it? Is this really how I'm going to die? By a psyco maniac in the middle of Ross's? Just as he ran out if the store my eyes began to fade in and out.

"Jazmine! Jazmine don't die on me please!" (Y/N) pleaded as she shook me. My eyes became very heavy. I couldn't help but close them for a little bit I mean it was just for a moment... Right?

*Karla's P.O.V*

I was watching another one Office Antics videos with red and max when my phone ranged. It was (Y/N).

Karla: Hey girl, have you see the newest office antics video with red and max? He is looking hella fine in them glasses.
(Y/N): KARLA OH MY GOD KARLA! JAZMINE, ITS JAZMINE OH GOD KARLA YOU WONT BELIEVE THIS!

She begins sobbing.

I get up from my chair and stare at the ground. Still wondering what happend to my sister.

Karla: What? What happened?

I begin trebling, my legs turning into to jello. I grab ahold of my desk chair swallowing the lump in my throat.

Karla: What happened to  jazmine...
(Y/N): I don't know! Some guy came in here and shot her!

More sobs was heard from the other end of the phone.

I fall into my chair as tears stream down my cheeks.

Karla: Are you serious?! Is she ok!!!

I shout choking on my sobs.

Karla: Where is she I got to go see her. What hospital is she in?
(Y/N): Saint Johns. I'm on my way there right now.
Karla: Oh my gosh, thank you for letting me know!

I hold back the tears and grab my keys.

Karla: Meet you there girl

*Time skip brought to you by sadness*

I arrive 15 minutes after I left my apartment. I run up to the front desk where a lady with brown hair placed neatly in a bun was sitting. "I'm here to see Jazmine Hernandez please I'm here sister." I say as a couple tears escape my eyes. But I quickly wip them away. "Oh yes she just came in. Unfortanly they had to wheel her to ICU to preform emergency surgery. If you could just wait in the waiting room to the left I'll notified you when she's out and OK to be seen." The lady informed me. "Ok, thanks." I say as I rub my hand down my face.

I sat down in a chair and curled into a ball, wrapping my hands around my legs and stuffing my head in my lap. "Its going to OK. Its going to OK." I tell myself. "She's fine. The doctors will get her repaired and shipped off so we can watch Minecraft videos again." The mentioing of youtube and all favortie people brought me to my breaking point. I weep loudly not holding back anymore. Tears poured down my cheeks as I grip my legs tightly. I felt pathetic. There was no one in this part of the waiting room so I wasn't embarssed to cry. My face was wet and my hair was sticking to it. I felt like a mess. I was a mess. Just as I started to cry louder, I heard a mans voice beside me.

"Hey, are you alright?"

I knew that voice, I listen to that voice everyday. It could of only be one person. I looked up from my lap with hesitation.

It was a tall man in khaki joggers and a blue tardis shirt. And bright red hair. "Are you OK? You're crying all alone here in a ER that can't be good." He grabbed a chair next to me scooted closer. "You wanna tell me what happened? You don't have to if your uncomfortable." He said while proping his hand on his arm rest and resting his chin on it.

I looked at him with embarrsment in my eyes. Here I was sitting here looking like a train wreck and he was, well, looking like Red. "Oh no it's OK." I whisper. "It's just that... My sister she was... Shot." I lift my head more to get a better look at him when his eyes wouldn't leave mine. "Ross come here for a sec."