"You don't have to say it back or anything, I know that you find love difficult...but I just need you to know...I just need you to know that no one will love you like I do."
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𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬...
Mature Themes and TW Warnin...
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ACT 2, SCENE 3
Song: The Wisp Sings by Winter Aid Quote: 'Maddie Buckley is a survivor.'
A/N: Not edited or read through.
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"9-1-1, what's your emergency?"
"I'm at 1832 Bryson Avenue. I have an adult male with multiple stab wounds to his torso! Need medical and police response!"
"Okay, sir, can I get your name?"
"Evan Buckley. I'm a firefighter with the 118."
"Buck?"
"Yeah, uh, victim is Howard Han. He's got profuse bleeding to his abdomen. Breathing is laboured. Might have hit a lung." "Come on, Chim. Hang in there."
"Buck, RA unit's two minutes out. Do you know how this happened? How long has he been down?"
"I don't know. I just got home and found him. Given the amount of blood, I would say minutes, not hours."
"How's his pulse?"
"Weak, but it's there."
"Jason."
"H-Hold on, he's, uh, he's talking." "Chim, it's me. It's Buck. I'm here, okay? I just need you to stay with me, Chimney."
"Jason took her..."
"Chimney, who's Jason?"
"Maddie..."
"Where is Maddie? Chimney, where is Maddie? Chimney, where is Maddie? Wh-Where is Maddie?"
"We got it, sir."
"Maddie! Maddie!"
Buck runs towards the house, "Maddie." His hands were shaking, and he screamed his sister's name out of desperation, hoping that when he entered the house he would hear the voice of his confused older sister.
