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I'm standin' in the flamesIt's a beautiful kind of painSettin' fire to yesterdayFind the light, find the light, find the light

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I'm standin' in the flames
It's a beautiful kind of pain
Settin' fire to yesterday
Find the light, find the light, find the light

I'm standin' in the flamesIt's a beautiful kind of painSettin' fire to yesterdayFind the light, find the light, find the light

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I lay in a pool of my own blood on the concrete. I hear yelling and someone hitting another person, but I can't see. My eyes are closed. They won't open. I feel my body getting lifted, but my eyes feel heavier by the second.

Soon everything is black and I'm out of it.

- Colson pov -

After the guy is knocked unconscious i pick her up, I carry y/n to a bench and lay her down. Fuck fuck fuck fuck.

"Wake up baby," I whisper to her.

I sigh and grab my keys from my pocket. I set her in the passenger seat, buckle her and get in on my side. I speed to the nearest hospital and keep my hand on her knee making sure her body is still warm.

I pull into the front of the hospital and throw the nice fancy sports car in park. I run inside with her in my arms and a few nurses surround me. They get her on a gurney and wheel her away. I follow and get pushed away as they walk through a set of doors. "Sir you have to stay back!"

"What? No!"

"Sir! Please let us work!"

"Someone get him away from here!" Another yells.

A man grabs me and I jerk myself away from him. "Don't touch me!"

I go to the waiting area and pase back and forth. I hear people talking in the distance and run my way. Not looking up I run my hands through my dirty bleach blonde hair. "Kells!" I hear Slim say.

I ignore them.

"Kells!" Ash says loudly. I jumps and look to see her standing directly in front of me. "What the fuck happened?"

I slowly start to explain after a few minutes of silence.

---flashback---

I can't find her. I mean she was right here. Where the fuck did she go?

I see a shadow, then hear a scream. I run across the park feild and find her on thr ground, her t-shirt had been torn and she was bleeding. Slash marks cover her stomach.

I feel a burning sensation in my arm and turn to find a man. Knife in hand. Mask on his face. His piercing blue eyes stare at me. Fear fills them as I raise my hand.

I punch him as hard as I can over and over and over. He lays on the ground whimpering and I continue to hit him.

Getting on top of him I scream at him. My fist collide with his face over and over. Finally I notice he's unconscious. I get up and run over to y/n.

---end of flashback---

"What the fuck?"

"I- I don't know. I just- i turned around for two second. I fucking swear man!" I sigh as I sit. My head hits my hands and I flinch and my knuckles are now starting to hurt.

"Let me go get you some ice!" Slim runs over gets ice and brings it back for me. I put it on my knuckles and sigh again.

Hours pass feeling like days upon days.

"Colson Baker?"

"What? Yes?" I jump up. I'm met with a pair of dark brown eyes. His hair slicked back with a white lab coat around his arms and torso.

"Y/n is out of surgery. It went well, I just have one question," he pauses for a second. "What happened?"

"She was attacked in the park right before I got to her and brought her here."

The doctor nods, "did you see who attacked her?"

"No, he was wearing a mask. I got a few hits in though."

The doctor nods once more, "you can head back and see her. She should be awake soon. I'll notify the police about the attack and have them search for the person who did this!"

He takes us to her room and I sit next to her. I kiss her cheek, "you're okay." I whisper softly before resting my head against her shoulder.

A wrap is placed around her head. Gauze with small spot of blood cover her torso and a few on her legs. The blanket isn't on her, it lays at the end of the bed. I grab it and lay it over her as everyone else comes into the room. Her beautiful eyes are closed and her breathing is steady, a little slow but steady. I sigh and hold onto her hand as if she was about to dissapear.

This girl. This woman. This human right here is all I have left. After my aunt and father passed. Casie is with her mom, she refuses to let me see of talk to Cas. She says Cas doesn't wanna be near me or around me, but when my dad died Casie didn't want to leave my side.

I look a Ash, who is on the phone outside the room. The door is closed and she looks to be yelling at someone. A few minutes pass and she comes in, "sorry about that."

"What's going on?"

"It's Emma. She's wasted again. Cas says she's been like this for weeks."

"Wh-" Ash stops me by putting her hand up. "Worry about your girl. I have it handled. Casie is getting on a plane with Dub heading here now! Dub has her. She is safe and will be here in the morning!"

I nod, a sigh of relief leaves my lips.

- y/n pov -

I wake up to a white room. I hear talking, not sure who it is I try to open my eyes. I close them as the sun light hits them. Letting my eyes adjust I look around. As I try to sit up I lay back down and grunt, "fuck." My voice is hoarse and my entire body aches.

"Y/n, hey you're okay." I hear Colson's voice. His hand holds mine and I smile. "You're okay." He repeats with a small smile.

"What happen?" I ask rubbing my head with my empty hand.

"You were attacked," he pauses. "Stabbed. Multiple times and I brought you to the hospital."

Days pass and finally I'm able to leave. We get back to our hotel and Casie is playing with the guys and Ash. "Hey, I'm gonna take a shower," I sigh softly.

"I'll join you?" He questions more so than says.

I nod and we both go into the bathroom.

We undress and step under the hot water. I flinch as my wounds are still slightly tender. Colson helps me wash my hair and I lean my head against his chest. I hug him tightly and he kisses my forehead, "you're okay." He whispers softly.

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