He looked at us and clapped slowly. "So. You found each other and it's happily every after you assume. But you assume wrong." Hes slowly pulled a gun out of his jacket pocket.
"I'm just a few minutes you will see my full power. Now, go sit." He used the gun to gesture to a small table in the back of the room. I looked at Y/n as calm as I could and nodded. We walked back to the table and sat down.
"Good. Very good. If you listen to me, maybe I'll be kind and let both of you leave alive. Or not. We'll see." He grinned.
"Cut the crap. What do you want?" Y/n said. I was a little worried because her boldness could spark something that neither of us wanted to happen, but when Jake began to talk some of my worries went away.
"I've already told you, I want your company of course. And full rights to your band. I want to be a manager. Imagine the fame." He laughed.
I shuddered. This was creeping me out.
"No." Y/n said.
"No?" He repeated.
"You're not getting shit Jake." She said.
"Are you sure about that?" He lifted his gun to face the two of us and cocked it.
"Y/n calm down." I whispered.
"Yea Y/n calm down." He mocked.
"Don't you ever tell me what to fucking do you little..."
It all happened so fast. BANG!
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Until Next Time: Sequel to It All Starts In Middle School
FanfictionRead "It All Starts In Middle School" for this story to make more sense. Due to a devastating plane crash, Y/n is stuck in a coma and Corbyn doesn't know when she will wake up. He begins to record daily recollections and stories on a tape recorder...
