# 3 years back #
*phone rings*
"Hello?".
"Hey, Bailey".
"Luke?! You're all over the news wha- what have you done?".
"That doesn't matter right now. I need your help!".
"Luke".
"Is Tyler home?".
"No, he has a night shift".
"Meet me at the old train station". Then he hang up.
"Luke?".
"Damn it". I grab the car keys and run to the car.
# 1 hour later #
I pulled the car over and walked to the station. It was dark and freezing cold.
"Luke?", I ask.
"Here", I hear him whispering. He lighted a flashlight for a second as a sign.
I walked to the sign.
"Luke?".
"Hey". I look to him. He was all covered in blood.
"What have you done?!".
"This wasn't suppose to happen".
"Then why did it?".
"DAMN IT, BAILEY". He smashed his hand to the wall. I shocked.
"You have to help me!".
"Not this time, Luke". I wanted to walk way.
"Don't". Luke loaded his gun.
"What the hell are you thinking!".
"You're not going anywhere sis".
"DROP YOUR GUN!". FBI runns to us.
"No one has to get hurt!".
"YOU CALLED THE POLICE?! YOU BITCH!", Luke screamed.
"DROP YOUR GUN!". Luke tried to run.
"LUKE!". Then we heard a gunshot. He got shot in his leg.
A FBI agent ran to me.
"Are you okay, Bay?". It was Tyler. I shaked my head. He hugged me and I cried.
