You Could Save Me

Chapter 14

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~Sara's POV~

I laid in our bed, rethinking over the plan that I had conconcted. I looked over at the clock. 1:43 AM. I needed to get started soon so that I could be reuinited with Zayn. I already missed him terribly. My phone started beeping and I looked at the caller ID. It was Jake. "Hello?"

"Ah, Sara. Long time, no talk." That wasn't Jake's voice.

"Toby?"

"Oh, you're good." I sat up quickly. "I didn't know if you'd remember my voice."

"Oh, Toby!" I tried to put my plan into action as I cried into the phone.

"Yes, dear?" He sounded a little caught off guard but he answered in the way that I hoped he would have. The concern, though I knew it was fake, made a smirk come to my lips. Now for the scary part.

"I left Zayn." I swallowed. "I was hoping we could meet up somewhere and chat for awhile?" I sounded desperate, but to him, he probably assumed that it was because I had "lost my boyfriend". 

"Oh, anything for you." I could practically see the menace dripping through the phone. "Will you be alone? Or will I have to kill someone?" I heard him chuckle and I shuddered.

"Who would you kill, exactly?" I picked up a pen and started clicking it.

"Well, Gemma is always an option."  My eyes widened and my breath hitched in my throat.

"The only way that I'll come alone is if you bring Gemma with you." I crossed my fingers.

"Gemma stays at... Gemma stays here."

"Where is here, Toby?" I sighed, "Where are you keeping her?"

"Don't worry about it."

"I refuse to meet you anywhere unless I can see her when I do."

"Oh, if it will calm you down." I heard him smirk. "Meet me at Jake's house as soon as you can. I'd like to get this out of the way. I don't have all week."

"Where's Jake?" I swallowed again, my throat suddenly becoming very dry. What if Toby had killed him the same way he had killed Lisa? Or worse... What if he was torturing him.

"He's... napping in the other room." I wanted to scream. 

"I'll be there in an hour."

"Sounds good. And Sara?"

"Yes, Toby?" My hands clenched together and I stood up from the bed and began to pace around the room. I was pissed at Toby for even putting me in this situation. But I was also mad at myself for letting it get to this point.

"Don't tell anyone that you're coming."

"I won't. You have my word."

I hung up and threw the phone on the bed. I closed all of my curtains and double checked the locks. I sauntered into the bathroom, then remembered that I needed to call Zayn. I picked my phone up and hovered over his number before scrolling back up to Harry's and selecting call. He answered on the fourth ring. "Hello? Sara are you alright?"

"Are you alone?"

"Yes. Why?"

"I need to tell someone this before I go out and do it.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm going to get Gemma back. But there's only one way I know how to do that, Harry." He sighed. I could almost hear him putting his head in his hands.

"You better come back safe, or Zayn will kill me." I laughed a little. It wasn't a happy laugh, it was more of that sort of laugh that you let out when you don't know what else to do. 

"Harry. I'm meeting with Toby. I'm exchanging myself for your sister. He doesn't want her, and if I can get her to promise to stay quiet about where he is, then she might the chance to live." I took a shaky breath in, and continued. "I am going over there now. Then, Gemma will call you as soon as she's out and safe. I don't really know what will happen to me after I get stuck there. I might just be locked up in a room somewhere, but there is always the possiblity that he will kill me." 

"Sara. Please don't get hurt. There has to be another way."

"There is no other way. This is what has to happen. Tell.. Tell Zayn that I love him so much. Tell him not to worry about me and not to look for me. Tell him that this was my choice and you had nothing to do with it. Tell the rest of the boys that I love them. And Harry?"

"Yes, Sara?" He was crying now.

"I love you, as well. And no matter what happens to me, Gemma will get out safely." With that, I hung up and tossed my phone on my bed. I took out a sheet of paper and wrote a letter to Zayn:

Dearest Zayn,

I will always love you. And I know that by the time you're reading this, it might be too late. But I needed to tell you that I loved every moment that I spent with you. I miss you so much and I never planned for any of this to happen. Don't be mad at Harry or Gemma. All of this is my fault. Please, just remember the good times. 

I will love you forever.

-Sara

I set the letter on his pillow for when he comes rushing home after Harry tells him. I'm not stupid, I know that he'll come back. And he will be pissed that Harry let me go. I sat down, looking around at my bedroom for what could be the last time and braced myself. I put my cell phone on the pillow beside his letter so he knew that he couldn't call me. As I stood, a few tears seeped out of my eyes and I left, heading to Jake's to trade myself for someone I didn't know.

 This was going to be a really long night.