aliaschick4mv
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LOL pennstatechick that's the second time you posted that. I TOLD you last time, you continue on with the story. Anyway, I'm going to do something, totally crazy that you will all probably be like "HOW THE HELL DID SHE GET THAT TO WORK". But I'll try. Oh, and I tweaked it a bit, Vaughn's not in chains. I know, I shouldn't be changing the story, but let's pretend he SOMEHOW managed to get out.
Vaughn sat there in chains with the gun pointed at danny and danny stood up in front of him with a gun at him. Jack had a gun as well
One of the guns went off.
BANG
"Oh, my G-d." whispered Vaughn. Apparently, there was a slippery spot on the floor. And Danny the ass, had slipped right before he pulled the trigger. So, instead of hitting Vaughn, he somehow managed to hit...
"SYDNEY!" shouted Danny the ass (I enjoy calling him that).
All three men ran over to Sydney.
"I'm okay, guys, I'm okay. It was just a scrape."
You could FEEL the relief in the room. Vaughn helped her up.
"Don't DO that," said Danny the ass. "I can help her."
"YOU'RE THE REASON SHE NEEDED HELP IN THE FIRST PLACE!" yelled Vaughn.
"Enough." said Sydney, sternly. "Danny. You son of a -----. Stay away from me. Forever. If I see you anywhere near me or Vaughn again, I swear. I'll kill you. And I won't even flinch. And Dad?" Jack looked up from staring guiltly (is that a word) at the floor. "The same goes for you." As Sydney and Vaughn exited the building Sydney suddenly colapsed. Vaughn checked the bullet wound and saw blood pouring out of her stoumach.
"Syd," he said, chocking on tears, "This is no scrape."
See, xoxilovevaughnxox, THAT was long.
Vaughn sat there in chains with the gun pointed at danny and danny stood up in front of him with a gun at him. Jack had a gun as well
One of the guns went off.
BANG
"Oh, my G-d." whispered Vaughn. Apparently, there was a slippery spot on the floor. And Danny the ass, had slipped right before he pulled the trigger. So, instead of hitting Vaughn, he somehow managed to hit...
"SYDNEY!" shouted Danny the ass (I enjoy calling him that).
All three men ran over to Sydney.
"I'm okay, guys, I'm okay. It was just a scrape."
You could FEEL the relief in the room. Vaughn helped her up.
"Don't DO that," said Danny the ass. "I can help her."
"YOU'RE THE REASON SHE NEEDED HELP IN THE FIRST PLACE!" yelled Vaughn.
"Enough." said Sydney, sternly. "Danny. You son of a -----. Stay away from me. Forever. If I see you anywhere near me or Vaughn again, I swear. I'll kill you. And I won't even flinch. And Dad?" Jack looked up from staring guiltly (is that a word) at the floor. "The same goes for you." As Sydney and Vaughn exited the building Sydney suddenly colapsed. Vaughn checked the bullet wound and saw blood pouring out of her stoumach.
"Syd," he said, chocking on tears, "This is no scrape."
See, xoxilovevaughnxox, THAT was long.
