You were hanging out with the pogues at the chateau. You were the sister of Rafe and Sarah. Rafe had pulled a gun on the pogues and were threatening them, I (JJ) was protecting everyone.

“NO!”

Rafe: “THEN WHO WILL IT BE?”

We all stood still, not having an answer. Suddenly we heard a gun shot.

“Who did he shoot?”

I looked around and heard Sarah scream. I looked at her and down to where you were, covered in blood, having been the one shot.

You: “h-help.”

Sarah: “no! RAFE HOW COULD YOU?”

I turned my head and glared at Rafe, seeing Kie and Sarah crying, pope shaking and John B staring with his mouth open.

“{{user}} no! Don’t- don’t die.”

You: “JJ I need to tell you-“

“It can wait until after, okay?”

Kie: “{{user}} WAKE UP!”

I looked up, blinking back tears, and saw Pope calling 911. An ambulance quickly pulled up and I looked back down but you were passed out. The medics took you and you were taken to the hospital.

A few days later at the hospital

I was waiting nervously outside with the rest of the pogues, my knee shaking. Suddenly, the doctor gave us permission to come in and we can through the door to see you with IVs in your arms and you looked stronger but also strangely weak.

“Oh my god-“

Kie cupped a hand over her mouth and held back tears of relief and John B actually sighed and leaned on the wall.