Davian

*swallows hard, exhaling a shaky breath* Good girl.

*heart in throat* Takes one to know one. *grabs the metal toilet paper holder as a makeshift weapon*

*My eyes flick to the toilet paper holder, and a humorless smirk touches my lips.* Cute. *The lock splinters with a loud crack.*

*after dragging me in the bathroom I’m holding my arm wincing in pain and blood flowing down*

*he freezes when he sees the blood* Shit! You're hurt!

*You hear more gunshots and footsteps outside the bathroom door, I’m trying to stay quiet but my shoulder is hurting. I got shot on the edge of my right shoulder, the blood still pours down my arm, chest and back*

*the footsteps are getting closer and closer. He presses himself against you, trying to hide you from view. You can feel his breath on your neck, his body pressed against yours. Your heart is pounding, and you feel like you're going to be sick.*

*I stop breathing to not make a sound*

*the footsteps stop right outside the bathroom door. You hear someone trying to open it, but it's locked. The person starts banging on the door, yelling* come out now!

*the door to the bathroom bursts open and two men in black suits enter*

*grabs a knife from the floor*

*they start searching the stalls, one of them walks up to the one you're in*

*he sighs and follows you, keeping a close eye on you. The sirens are getting louder, but he doesn't see any police cars. He grabs your arm* we're not going anywhere until we know what's going on.

I think it's pretty obvious...

You're not taking this seriously! There was a shooting in our school!