"GET OUT AND STAY OUT!" I screamed as i threw my boy... EX boyfriend out onto the street.
"Now Babe, don't be ike that. how about i come back in there, you get me another beer, and we talk this out?" said Dallas commin closer to me, the strong smell of acahol wafting in his breath.
"I'd rather die!" i said pushing him away.
"That can be arranged!" he said pulling a gun ut of his coat pocket. "Now i don't want to shoot this but i will if i have to. so how bout you let me in sweet cheeks."
i swallowed hard. "No. I will not let you in."
"ok you asked for it!" dallas said as he cocked the gun and placed his finger on the trigger.
Bang. the loud crack of the gun eccoed in my ears and my arm throbbed whith the pain of the bullet. i glanced down at my arm that was loosing blood quickly. a cold sensation flooded my body and my vision blurred as i started to black out. Was this the end?
"Amanda? Amanda? are you ok?" said an un-known voice.
i sat up and relized it was the school hottie ,that i have had a crush on since the third grade, Ashton Pruett. "Ashton? what are you doing here?" i said confused. I sat up bolt right. "and where the hell am i?"
"Amanda you need to lay down, and i found you outside of your apartment bleeding to death with a gun beside you. you must have atempted suicide. your in the hospital." he said with a slight look of worry in his eyes.
"suicide? what? no. I didnt commet suicide i was shot by dallas parker." i said still a little groggy from loosing so much blood.
"do you know why?" he said.
"yea because i kicked him ot of my apartment after he tryed to rape me." i said
"He tried to... That son of a bitch!" he said his face growing red with anger.
"why do you care what he did to me? i mean your popular and im just the weird chick. you have never paid attention to me at school." i said
"i dont know." he said blushing a little bit. his perfect ice blue eyes staring at the floor. he brought them to meet my eyes. "to tell you the truth i've had a crush on you since third grade." he moved his hand and layed it on mine.
"ha! you mr. perfect, mr. popularity has had a crush on me? yea right don't you think its a little mean to joke around like that to a girl who just got shot?" i said with a laugh. he took his hand away and looked back down at the floor, his perfectly cut golden hair covering his eyes. "whoa. your not kidding... are you?"
"no actually, i wasn't kidding, you are so real, so imprfect, so... you." he sai with a slight smile exposing his perfectly straight and white teeth.
"what's so good about that? everyone thinks im weird. you know im not even goth like everyone says i am..."
"your not? i didn't know that...why dont you tell anybody?"
"because no one belives me."
"mr. Pruett, its getting late.you probably need to go..." said the nurse.
"umm... could he stay please? i don't have any family to come up here to stay with me and he's the closest thing to a brother.' i asked. i turned to face Ashton. "is that ok with you?"
"if its ok with the nurse..." he said. we both turned o the nurse.
"oh alright, he can stay. but no funny bussiness or i'll sign him up as an organ doner." she said with a wink.
The rest of the night was ok, but i woke up several times with pain in my arm.
the next morning i woke up to see Ashton's face. "good morning beautiful, how did you sleep?" he said with a smile
i smiled at being called beautiful. Ashton pruett called ME out of all people beautiful! i was ready to explode with happiness!!! i masked my feelings and said, "ok, i woke up with pain in my arm a few times but other than that it was good. how about you?"