As soon as Brooke caught sight of Jimmy, she completely forgets about the paper in her hand. She was screaming Peyton's name now, trying even harder to get to her, but it didn't work. Nothing worked. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she continued yelling Peyton's name, now trying to use her hands to push the blood out of the way; all it did was cover the paper more thoroughly in blood. It took a few more minutes of her trying everything she could to get to Peyton before she stilled, eyes locked on the gun pointed towards her friend as fear tightened her throat.
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