Lives on the Line

"Hey, Hey, Honey, look at me. Look at me." I told her, struggling against the ropes holding me to the chair. "Just at me. It's going to be alright. We're going to be fine."
Noelle swallowed, her chest heaving with suppressed sobs. Her mascara ran down her face, as her desperate grey eyes held onto mine. "Tony." She whispered.
"It's going to be alright Jazzie. We'll get through this." I had no idea how we were going to make this out alive. Kidnapped. Tied up. Injured. Thanks to some crazy lady.
"We're going to be fine."
"Fine? You look less than fine, cutie."
I tensed, think of the devil and so she appeared.
"Let us go." I told her. "We've done nothing to you."
She laughed, sending chills up my spine.
"Nothing? Na-ah-ahuh-thing?" She repeated in a sing song voice, trailing a long manicured fingernail along my jaw. "Ah, cutie pa tootie, you've done everything. Everything to me." She flashed a smile, brilliant white teeth, but her breath put a garbage dump to shame.
"We don't even know you!"
"Of course not! But your happiness has wronged me!" She hissed, her nails digging into my cheek, before she whirled to Jazzlyn. "How could you two be Sooo happy when I was supposed to be this happy! It's not fair!"
"We had to work at it." Jazzlyn said raising her head even as she trembled. "It wasn't all good--"
"But you have Each Other!' Crazy woman cried. "Everyone I've cared about." She pulled out two guns, pointing one at the each of us.
"No!" I cried.
"Has been taken away from me." Her eyes glinted. "Now...I get to take away everyone's happiness from them!"
"You don't have to do this."
She laughed, throwing her head back. "Oh, Oh you poor delusional fool." She said cocking the gun, finger on the trigger. "I do."
"Stop!" I threw myself against my bonds.
A bang.
A flash of fire.
Jazzie's scream.
Agony exploding in my chest, like a firework on steroids.
Jazzy....jazzy....jazzy....

-Inspiration from watching Arrow