Scales (A *Tail* starring One Direction, like no other)

Chapter 18 ~ The Scream

Chapter 18.

Hannah's P.O.V

"You sneaky little girl." Jenna snarls at me, entering the room that I now call my torture chamber.

I just glare at her again, she's not worth talking to.

"SPEAK!" she yells at me, making me jump a little.

"Why?" I ask, getting annoyed at her.

"DON'T TALK BACK TO ME!" she yells again, man, this woman is sending me mixed messages.

Jenna walks slowly towards me, grinning menacingly, "You, tore out your drip. And now your going to pay."

I raise my eyebrows in defiance, which she replies to by pulling a silver syringe out from behind her back.

Wait, is she going to kill me now? Is this really the end.

I glance at her hand and then back to her face, "What was the drip for anyway?"

"That was a present, the fluid from that drip was slowly weakening you, making it easier for you to die. It was more 'humane' that way. But I don't have time for that now. You pulled out the drip, and now you're going to pay the price." Jenna explains.

She inches closer and closer to me, her bright white teeth gleaming as she grins.

I quickly close my eyes as she reaches me, sensing the end. But I open them one last time, to find Jenna raising the syringe just above my heart, the perfect place to kill someone.

"Nighty night mermaid girl." Jenna croons, and quickly uses all her strength to jab the needle into my heart.

I instantly let out an ear piercing scream as I am shocked in pain, imagine having a fire inside of you, or being shot through the heart.

This was a thousand times worse.

I struggle to keep my eyes open as I pant heavily on the bed, contracting heavily, eagerly wanting to rip my straps off my arms, waist and legs.

I feel a horrible sensation in my throat, and before you know it, I begin to cough up what looks to be my own blood.

Letting out another scream of pain, my vision begins to go splotchy and black, making me completely blind, another few coughs, more contractions.

A few seconds later I can't fight this anymore, my body has officially failed me, I feel broken and lost.

I feel my heart beginning to falter, giving up as well.

This is it, this is the end of my short lived life.

As I feel my last breath passing through my body I let out one last word.

"Goodbye."

Liam's P.O.V.

Ainslea and I seem to both have an adrenaline rush at the same time after hearing that scream.

I quickly rush around the room, looking to see if there are any weapons we can use, and I manage to find two knives, which may help a little in our escape.

As I hand Ainslea her knife and the two of us tuck them into our coat pockets, we hear another scream. Much weaker than the last.

The two of us open the door and dash down the hallway, not caring if we're spotted, we'll just look like scientists in our disguises anyway.

The two of us frantically run down corridor after corridor, finding nothing in the rooms as we glance in them.

We skid to a stop at a dead end and stare up at two words on the door.