My eyes fly open, blood shot and pushing tears out. Someone screams something, and they are all on me in 3 seconds.
"How did she do that?" Someone says but no one says anything.
After I catch my breath, someone puts a blanket over me. I'm freezing to death.
"Testing or rest, sir?"
"Rest. We can't over run her." He seems happy, I can hear the smile in his voice. My eyes stay shut and I try to shut out the other screams. They are still under. I am not.
Somebody takes off the restraints. My eyes fly open and I cry out. Everything comes back to me. Zayn looks startled by my outburst, and I start shrieking when I replay Liam being shot.
"It's okay. It's over." Zayn whispers in my ear. He grabs my shoulders and I want to go to his arms, but that would be wrong. He is not Liam, and he is the bad guy. "I'm here, Hannah. I'm right here. Look at me in the eyes." I do, and he looks at me like I'm crazy. I must look like a lunatic. His eyes are dark and dangerous but I melt right into them.
He pulls away, and all I want is his arms around me to protect me. I want him to help me. But he can't. I can't.
"Lie down. I'll take you to your room." I do as he says, exhausted and feeling sick.
Sure enough once I'm in my room, I puke on the floor. They clean it, disgusted. When they leave, I deliriously laugh and Zayn just smirks.
"Zayn," I slur and sit on my now-comfortable-bed. "Don't leave, please."
He pulls up the chair and rests his elbow on the foot of my bed. My eyes are becoming heavier when he replied, "Never."
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For the next couple of days, I was isolated in my small room. I had not seen Zayn, but Olsen made a few visits. He was saying that he is giving me a break, and going on about the good of the world. I tuned most of it out.
But today I am allowed to eat in the cafeteria. Some random girl escorts me there, and when I arrive I can't help but gasp.
This is a lot of people.
There are all somewhat around my age, but the workers ages vary. The youngest one I see is around 15.
I walk to a table, my escort following me. The girl at the table stares at her food, lonely. She is the same girl I saw struggling in the hallway against others.
The escort gasps. "You can't sit here."
I glare at her, and sit down. She says something into her speaker. "Hi." I say, picking up an apple.
"I think they are probably going to drag you away."
"I know. But at least I'll get them a bloody nose on the way."
She looks up, smirking a little. My eyes catch white coats coming towards me, her back away from them.
But when they are about to approach, she licks her lips and says softly. "Don't trust anyone."
I look at her confusingly. "I know."
"No you don't-" She stands. "I have been here since I was a little kid-" The white coats approach, cutting her off.
I stand, grabbing my tray. One of the guards, a tall muscular man, commands me to leave. I glance at the girl, and she grows pale. "All of it is a test. This is right here, you know."
The guard grabs her arm and yanks her away. Her eyes are wild, as she claws at the man. He barely budges.
"Liam..." Her words are overtaken by the guard screaming. But then she stops. "Hannah, remember."
A sharp pain in my side. I collapse to the ground, and I can hear screaming. It's all in my head. It's all in my head.
There is a deep shaking around me. I watch the floor collapse in, and I know it's fake. I'm just under something they put me on.
The people fall in. Liam, mom, dad, and everyone else I care about. The girl falls in too. None of the guards fall in. They have disappeared.
Except one.
Zayn is on the edge, screaming for help. Standing, I walk to him. Then I shake my head. He falls in.
I am the only one left. The hole is growing, moaning. So I do what I always depend on. I fall into the darkness. Into nothingness.
Because I know the girl isn't just some random patient. I know her.
Jailen Heraldo.
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The Test // One Direction
FanfictionHannah's world changes on January 20th. When she is kidnapped, witnesses her boyfriend shot, and is put under tests, it becomes unbearable. The tests almost kill her. Hannah doesn't know what they are testing, and she hates all of them. But then, sh...