Shoot Me Day 6 Novels & Stories

To help her childhood sweetheart, David Middleton, take my place studying abroad, my wife, Sharon Griffin, destroys my records and deliberately fills in false information, ensuring that I'm permanently denied a visa. She even severely injured my hands before sending me to the Behavioral Reform Center. My mother-in-law, Paula Brown, who has always treated me with affection, takes Sharon's side. "Kyle is so ungrateful. We gave him everything, and he still wanted to get a PhD abroad to find his biological parents. Who's going to take care of me if he's gone?" Sharon snorts. "He's just vain. When he found out I'd turned down Westbridge's offer of admission, he gave me the silent treatment an

“Six!” The force of him shooting up from the bed was enough to make the entire thing shake. Another crack sounded through the place making me scream when the bright flash lite the room. Not wanting to see his face again in the darkness I blindly felt my way over to Six. I cried out at the sheer feel of the man before curling myself into his side. My whole body was shaken with fear as I dug my nails into his side, holding him in place.

I snarl and storm out of the door. "You're gonna regret this Gary!, I promise!" She yell behind me. I go into my office and slam the door shut, plonk down on the couch and sigh. Who the heck does she think I am. I stand and walk over to the the cabinet. I pour myself a shot of tequila and chug it down. I pour some again and drain the contents. She's succeeded in ruining my day. I take the bottle and glass and sit on the couch. I glance at my watch. Six pm. Why aren't they back yet. I pour myself another shot and drain the glass. My head feels light. I lean back into the couch and shut my eyes.

“Just stand there and let me get off.” Cha-click! My eyes shot up to the mirror. Five wasn’t concerned at all, but Six was all business. “I don’t share toys.” Five turned. “I was just having a little fun.” Six lowered his gun. “Fun. Right.” His fist shot out, landing square into Five’s stomach. Five’s eyes popped open, and a small grunt came out as he bent over. “Don’t touch.” Six looked back up to me. “Get back in the bed.”

He growled "Today is my lucky day." Lia charged at him and he fired the first shot. It missed her totally and hit the glass doors behind her, shattering it to shiny bits. An alarm had gone off inside the facility and everywhere pulsed with glowing red lights. The guard, seeing that Lia was unharmed, gnashed his teeth in anger and fired another shot. This one hit her on the shoulder and she yelped in pain, falling to a heap on the floor. She staggered into a corner and whimpered as the guard approached her, grinning like a maniac.

He yelled and sat down, “Rock paper scissors shoot” We played the first one and everybody won “Rock paper scissors shoot” “Ahhhhh…!” Dante screamed when he lost, he looked at Zack who was golfing his fist ready to punch on Dante “Hey bro chill…..” Dante couldn't finish his words when Zack pounced on him and we all began throwing punches at him, “Somebody……” Dante wanted to scream for help when Zack covered his mouth “What's going on here?” We heard Jade's voice and turned to see him standing with Dell

My phone chimed with a message from Hannah: "It's tough here." I sighed and got out of the car after June opened the door. Suddenly, she pushed me down to the ground, and I heard a gunshot. June had been shot.

she muttered. I whipped around, sobs choking my words. "My dad is dead, and that's what you're worried about?" She flinched. "I didn't mean it like that. Please, restrain your grief. All these people are staring." Ignoring her, I pounded my fists against Hank's chest in feigned anguish, the cone concealed in my palm delivering discreet jabs with each blow. My meltdown seemed to snap Beth back. She held it together; no fainting spell this time.

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Charlie screams as she fuses around. That was a gunshot and pain seared through me. I’m shaking, I’m drawing my final breathe as everything goes fucking dark.