How To Save A Life.

*Zacky's POV*

Holy fuck! Matty just shot Brian! Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. Brian grunted in pain as the gun let off a boom that echoed loudly. Matty laughed to himself, almost evil sounding.
"See you boys back home," Matty said with an evil smirk as he walked away. I was in complete and utter shock.
"Brian! Brian? Oh, buddy speak to me! Please? We need to get you to a hospital.." I said as I picked up his limp body and drug it to my car. I put his weak body into the passanger seat and buckled the seatbelt for him and started up the car. "Don't worry, Bri. Zacky's here. We're gonna get you help. You're gonna be alright. Oh shit that's a lot of blood...


*Lucy's POV*

"It's been a while..I'm starting to worry." Mia trailed nervously as she paced back and forth through the kitchen. I was worried too, but my worrying had started ten minutes ago. Where are they? It's nearly seven thirty and they left at six o' clock. Had Matty..done something? No way.. My phone vibrated, finally a word from Zacky.

Hey babe..-Z
Oh jeez, this doesn't sound good.

Hey, thank God you're okay enough to text me. What's happening?-L

I'm fine, but I can't say the same about Brian..-Z

"Who're you texting? Is it Zacky? why hasn't Brian texted me..?" Mia asked worriedly.
"It's just Jimmy. He and Johnny are worried too. Everyone seems to be one edge." I lied. It didn't feel good to lie to her, but Zacky hadn't told me what had happened to Brian yet and I didn't know how bad it was. What did Zacky mean by, "I can't say the same about Brian"? Was Brian hurt? Or worse, dead? I can't even imagine what Mia would do...
"If they're not home by eight I'm going out looking for them." Mia declared. I liked the idea, that is until Zacky texted me back and informed me.

Brian's been shot..-Z

OH MY GOD!! IS HE OKAY?! HE'S NOT DEAD, IS HE? PLEASE TELL ME HE'S NOT DEAD.-L

Babe calm down, he's gonna be okay. I think. But for now, Mia can't know.-Z

You want me to lie to her...?-L

Not lie, just postpone the truth. We obviously have to tell her eventually,just not now. I don't want her freaking out right now.-Z

Okay I guess..but just warning you, I'm a god awful liar.-L

You won't need to lie for long. I'll be the one to tell her. Just don't worry. I have to go, I love you darling.-Z

I love you too.-L

I'm a really, really bad liar. If someone tells me a secret or something I can't keep it in for long.But I think as long as she doesn't talk to me too much I should be fine.
“Hey, Lucy? I guess we should start dinner so the guys have something nice to come home to.” Mia said, waddling over to the kitchen and struggling to bend over to get pots and pans out of the lower cabinets.
“Sounds good..” I answered plainly, trying not to sound suspicious. Maybe I should tell her that the guys might not be home for dinner.

The front door opened. This confused me. Zacky had just got done talking to me, and based on the fact that Brian was in the hospital I didn’t think they’d be home for a while. Who could it be?

Wow, sometimes I’m really dumb. Who else lives here?

“Evening, ladies.” Matty greeted, a sly smirk on his face. Brian was one of his very best friends. Had he really shot him? “What’s cookin’ Mia?” He asked casually. Why was he so darn happy? He looked paranoid and scared before he’d left.
“Matty, can I speak with you please?” I asked. Matty nodded and followed me into the living room. “What the fuck did you do?!” I asked in a scream-whisper. I didn’t want Mia to hear.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Matty said sarcastically.
“You know damn well what I’m talking about. Did you really shoot your best friend over some crazy bitch?” Matty’s body language made me instantly regret my word choice. He straightened himself out and said,
“You listen to me. She wasn’t a crazy bitch, she was the love of my life and now she’s gone! Someone had to pay! Just be happy it wasn’t Zacky who’d confessed.” I was confused.
“Confessed? Confessed to what?” Matty rolled his eyes in response, as if the answer was so obvious.
“The one who confessed to having the idea to kill her!” I thought for a moment and said,
“But it was Zacky’s idea.”

My brain registered what I’d said and my instincts told me to cover my mouth. But it was too late.
“What did you say?” Matty asked sternly. Brian had literally taken a bullet to the gut for Zacky. And now, no thanks to me, Zacky might be getting his own bullet to the gut. “What’d you say?” Matty repeated. I knew he’d heard me when I said it, but I sure as hell didn’t feel like repeating it.
“Nothing.” I said, trying to walk away. He grabbed my shoulder tightly and this sent fear pulsing through my body. Would he hurt me? He looked me dead in the eye, waiting for me to say something. “You heard me..” I finally said. He let go and asked,
“So it was Zacky?” His hazel eyes flashed with hate. Now he was filled with rage. He’d shot the wrong guy.

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