The Triangle

❥Warning:
Includes strong language, blood and death.

-Y/N's POV-
I met eyes with my former teacher, Mr. Jay.

MR. JAY:
"You've gotta stop having your Snapchat location on." He chuckled.

"You've gotta be shitting me..." I thought.

MR. JAY:
"Sorry about your family but, they're not worth it. Especially your shitty sister." He glanced at her from behind me, "Damn, she doesn't look so good."

I weakly turned my head to see he was right.

He hit Nicole's side, straight at her. Her head had a lot of blood on it, she was unconscious. My dad's head shed a lot of blood too, since he was on the same side as her. My mother had some bloodshed too, they were all unconscious.

Seeing that sight made me turn my head back to him, and that fight or flight mode, where everything became numb, came back strong. I glared at him, hard, while twitching my nose in anger.

MR. JAY:
"Let's make it easier this time, Y/N. Otherwise, I'll have to stab another one of your friends in the heart." He raised an eyebrow.

I clenched my jaw tightly and shakily pulled my knees to my chest, using all of my strength to stand up. Once I was to my feet, I was wobbling slightly from the impact of the accident I just experienced.

MR. JAY:
"Good choice." He opened his hand for me to grab.

I raised my hand and held my palm in his, making him smile.

MR. JAY:
"Soft hands." He grinned then began walking us to the nearby parking garage, "I need a new car since you rudely ruined mine."

Y/N:
"Wait—" I stopped walking, "I need my purse. It has my favorite lip gloss in it."

He gave me a look of: 'Are you for real?'

Y/N:
"If I'm going to get kidnapped again, I wanna be hot while doing it." I blinked several times.

Mr. Jay thought for a moment, then sighed, giving in. He walked us to my tipped over car, snatched my purse from the seat, then handed it to me.

Y/N:
"Thank you." I raised my eyebrows.

He nodded while squishing his eyebrows together at me, being confused as to why I cared so much about lip gloss. So, I carried my purse in my left hand while he held on to my right one, as we went to the nearby parking garage for a new car.

-GEORGE's POV-
My friends and I were in the computer lab. I was typing away the same code I did at the beginning of the year, they were surrounding my seat. I tried 3 times, but nothing worked.

GEORGE:
"It won't work—" I sighed while leaning back in the chair.

ZAK:
"Why not??"

GEORGE:
"I don't know, I tried everything. I can't do it." I frowned while staring at the red screen.

DARRYL:
"Is there someone who can?"

My eyes slowly began to widen once I realized who that someone was.

•••••

Ranboo, the leader of Coding Club, now sat in the chair I was in, typing away quite fast. After one minute, Wilbur spoke up.

WILBUR:
"Can you fix it?" He asked nervously.

Ranboo turned his head to the right to face Wilbur with a blank expression.

RANBOO:
"No." He spoke while hitting the enter key and soon, the red screen lit up to green.

It worked.