IMAGINES

Crush - School shooting

⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️

This imagine contains triggering words about gunshots and blood. If you're not comfortable with it, please don't read it and proceed to the other chapters. Thanks.

Second pov,

RUN! EVERYONE RUN!

You heard students yelled and running as if they saw a ghastly monster coming for them. At first, you weren't believing it because you thought it was just a stupid prank.

Bang! bang! bang!

Three gunshots were heard around the school. 

It's not a prank

It was really a gun

You started to panic, heart was beating so fast. You ran to every classroom only to find it locked.

"Open this door, please," you kept banging. "Please help me"

Bang!

The sound was louder than before, meaning  it was only a couple of meters away from you.

"Help!"

You turned your head to the girl screaming. She was laying on the ground, blood oozing out from her chest. She looks familiar though.

Is that y/f/n?

Eyes widened as you saw the face of the girl, it was really your bestfriend, y/f/n.

"Y/f/n!"

You were about to approach her half- dead body but someone stopped you by pulling your arm to hide to the nearest locker, gasping at the sudden shock.

"My f-friend is out there, please help her-"

"Shhh," he cut you off by placing a finger on your lip.

Bang!

"Kill every people, don't let a single one alive!"

With the gunfire and the yelling of the heartless people just outside the locker, your breathings became heavier than before, cold sweats dripping from your forehead, hoping this to come to an end soon.

Putting a palm on your mouth, you tried your best to be as quiet as you can knowing it would be your only way to stay alive. Crying rivers and shaking body, you don't know what have you done to experience this, your mind was mixed with anger, fright, and worries.

The boy, no, the savior who just rescued your life pulled your shaking body in a hug, whispering relaxing and calming words. "It's going to be ok."

You looked up at him, though it's dark, you could still see his angelic face, thanks to the horizontal holes of the locker.

"I'm scared," you whimpered. That makes him hug you again, but tighter.

"I'm here, don't worry," he reassured.

The gun fires were still prominent in the surroundings. He noticed your still shaking body and placed both of his palm in either sides of your ear so that the noise outside would be just muffles, making you relaxed.

After more like ten years, the whole school was silent. No more gun shots and students screaming.

"This is the police, you are safe to come out now."

The boy made in heaven sighed in relief and opened the door but you stop him.

"It's the police, we'll be fine I promise," seeing a face with reassuring smile, you nodded and interlock your hand with his and slowly opened the locker.

...

"I'm y/c/n, by the way."

"I'm y/n," you were both sat at the back of the ambulance to be checked if there were any injuries. "Am I going to see you again?"

He giggled. "We go to the same school, idiot."

After that day, all things went well. Your friend was still in coma, but she's fighting, she's strong.

Along with that trauma you had experienced, you got yourself maybe a friend? Crush? or even a boyfriend? You don't know it yet but things went well between the two of you.