Mute

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C A M E R O N D A L L A S

I don't know what to do?

Taylor has a gun. I don't know if that sunk in yet? Taylor has a gun. This is a weapon he can kill with. Taylor could kill Nash right now. And I don't have any idea what to do!!!

Should I call the police? No. If I do that they'll know I'm here and Taylor will tell me not too.

But I can't handle this by myself. I know he won't shoot me - wait do you see how crazy that is. There is a possibility I could get shot - but I'm trying to leave this park with 3 healthy teens.

The police needs to be called!

Oh my god, oh my god, I'll have Aaron or Jack call them. Hopefully they're not paying attention in class.

Group Message Name: Emergency

Me: THIS IS NOT A JOKE!!!! PLEASE CALL THE POLICE AND TELL THEM TO COME TO GREYSON PARK!!!!!!! taylor has a gun and he is about to shoot nash. Please do this, I'm serious it's not a joke. Please.

Aye-Aye-Ron: wait what's exactly happening?!!

Fish-Gil-insky: shut up dipshit, he said call the police, so call them!!!

Me: please just hurry and do this.

Aye-Aye-Ron: the police will be there in 5 minutes. Be safe. Love you Cam!!

Fish-Gil-insky: yeah be safe. Love you bro.

Okay so the police have been called. Now what do I do? I want to see why Taylor has this deadly weapon? Why he would even think of shooting Nash?

Ugh this is an idiotic decision but... I'm going to talk to Taylor. Plus I'm still curious what Taylor was talking about when he said 'will you still want him when you know why he doesn't talk.'

Coming out of behind the tree I see Tay's eyes searching the park, looking. Once he spots me he stands up. He has Nash in a grip lock.

His left arm jabbed into Nash's side with the gun. While his right arm has a firm grip on Nash's waist.

"Glad you could it make it Cam," Taylor greets. This is not him. This is not the Taylor Caniff I know. He's gone mental!

Taylor please put the gun down and hand Nash to me," I beg.

"I can do that, or I could let him tell you why he decided to become mute all the sudden."

Yes I wanna know. But I want Nash in safe arms more.

"Taylor I don't wanna know, just please give Nash to me. Please."

Taylor whispers something into Nash's ear, then pushes him so he is on his knees kneeling in front of him.

I try to take a step closer to them but Tay yells and tells me not to.

He pushes the gun to Nash's head. At this point tears were spilling out of those beautiful sky colored eyes.

"TAY WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!"

Taylor ignored me by pushing the gun harder. "Grier why don't you tell my dear friend Cameron why you stopped talking, mhhhm." Taylor commanded.

Nash didn't move a muscle.

"DO IT OR I WILL SHOOT YOU IN THE HEAD WITH NO HESITATION!"

Where are the fucking police!!!!

Tears started gathering in my eyes. I should of stayed behind the tree.

Nash's breaths started to get heavy.

"I-I stop-" Nash didn't finished his sentence, he just put his hands around his neck; shaking his head "no."

"Tay, stop forcing him to do this. It's hurting him. Just stop!" I begged, tears slowly leaving my eyes.

"NO I WILL NOT STOP UNTI-"

Sirens. Tries stoping. Was all that you could hear. There where at least 10 cop cars.

"YOU CALLED THE FUCKIN COPS CAMERON! WHAT TH-"

"WHAT DID YOU EXPECT ME TO DO, YOU HAVE A GUN AND IS THREATENING TO SHOOT SOMEONE!"

All a sudden you hear is a bunch of heavy foot steps running are way.

There are over 15 cops in bullet proof vests, with hand guns surrounding us.

Mixed in with the cops there is a S.W.A.T team of 5 or so with bigger guns.

"Release the hostage and put down the gun!" a deep voice commanded over an intercom.

Taylor doesn't even move. His face is also blank.

"Please listen to them Taylor! They will shoot you if you don't. And I don't want you dead." I pleaded.

"This is your second warning. Release the hostage, and put the gun down."

"Please Taylor."

Taylor takes a deep breath and throws the gun.

A sobbing blue eyed boy immediately comes running into my arms.

"Ssshhhh baby it's okay. It's all over. Your fine baby. Stop crying," I try to calm him.

The police tell Taylor to put his hands up. Once he does they come rushing towards him; pining him to the ground, arresting him.

Nash is still sobbing at this point. I don't tell him not to. Wouldn't you be crying if you were that close to death?

I just hugged him tighter and whispered sweet thing in his ears. After he was done crying I took him over to a police women with a note pad. She probably is here to interview us.

"Sir can you give me a short summary of what happen. You will be interviewed later in the week too," she asked Nash.

"Sorry but he doesn't talk." I said.

Nash heard that and rapidly start shaking his head.

"Are you sure, I know it hurts."

I heard a tiny voice say "yes."

As Nash started to explaining how Taylor just randomly showed up at the park and jabbed a gun into his ribs, I was daydreaming about his voice.

Nash's voice was very angelic. It wasn't deep but it wasn't high. You could hear the grogginess from not talking in a while.

After the short interview we both headed to the paramedics to get a check up. Neither of us were hurt but I know they still had to check.

After that a man came up to us.

"Hi I'm police man Tucker, call me Jeremy please. I called both of your parents. Mr. Dallas, your mother said to come home immediately. Mr. Grier your parents said they were out of town and your brother was staying with you correct." Nash nodded. "They also said him and your other brother went on a camping trip and won't be back until Monday. I can't let you stay home alone, is there anybody you can stay with?" the officer asked.

"He can stay with me and my family." I interjected.

Jeremy smiled. "We'll head home then. I'm glad you two are safe."

All the sudden Nash hugged me. "Thank you so much Cameron. Thank you soooo much." I felt little tears on my shirt.

(A/n: pretend Cameron is taller than Nash)

I looked down at him wiping his tears and smiled.

Then I kissed him.

Author's Notes💞:

me and her stupid cliffhangers.

How was this chap?

Also sorry if anything in this chapter is inaccurate, I don't know much about how this situation would be played out in the real world. so sorry bout that.

Also, we don't actually know what happened "that night" do you want to?Last thing should I bring Matt into the story. Though he was dead? Maybe he is maybe he isn't *shurgs*