My Outlaw

*Amarie's POV*
Laura had shot Mark trying to help me. I felt someone pick me up and carry me somewhere. My mind was not at all with my body that had began shaking. Mark had come onto the bus trying to kill me. He wanted my blood on his hands and did not care who he had to hurt to do it. My breathing became shallow as I felt myself be set down on a bed. I knew Mark was crazy, but to try to kill me in broad daylight in front of my friends? My thoughts began racing.
How did he find me? Why would he try to kill me in front of my friends? What if Laura had missed him? What if Mark had not ducked? What will happen to all of us now? It was all my fault. What will Ash think of me and all of this? The rest of the things running through my mind did not form complete sentences. But one kept coming up, Laura and everyone were now in trouble, and I was the cause. I could not get the image of Mark ducking and getting a bullet to the chest out of my head. The shaking got worse as my thoughts kept going south. Mark ducking, getting shot, falling to the floor, not moving. Laura with the gun, dropping it to the ground after she fired it, running toward me. I faintly heard voices through my cluttered thoughts. The voices were softly singing to me, slowly stopping my shaking and helping my thoughts calm down. I could just barely make out the words to 'Saviour', but my chaotic thoughts did not allow me to focus on the words at that moment.
What would happen to all of us now? What would be done to Mark's body? What would Ashley think of me now? I felt like I was rocking, my eyes slowly readjusted and focused. There was still thoughts swimming through my head, but they were becoming quiet. I calmed down enough that Laura called the guys the back when she and Andy were done singing. I swore that I heard footsteps, but I was not for sure as I was slowly falling into a dreamless sleep.

Notes

Sorry for the wait was working out a few kinks. Thank you all for reading. Please let us know what you think. -Nightmaire