Friend or Foe (SAW x Reader)

Ch.18 (I'll stay)

(False ending)

   My ears rang and the back of my head hurt. It hurt to breathe from the bullet wound in my side. Where am I now? The floor felt grimey and cold to the touch. Why was I on the floor? That's when It really clicked. Lawrence Gordon, Larry fucking Gordon shot me! I pried my eyes open; I was laying on a bathroom floor and Mark was being dragged to one of the corners. Taking a glance at the room I only spotted two guys and both were busy with Hoffman.

Slowly moving I felt my pocket for my knife; rejoicing silently as I pulled it out and got ready. I felt like I was walking on eggshells. This was a absolutely stupid idea given the playing field. Each painful step made my heart race quicker. The first guy stood up and I quickly slit his throat alerting the second man. The first guy pulled me down by my ankle, still choking out on the floor. I yelped and winced as my torso got stretched on the fall down. The second man pulled me across the floor with my hair. I cried out as he kicked me in the sides repeatedly. It felt like fire when I tried to breathe. Blood sprayed from my mouth, "Stop, I want her alive." Gordon came into view of the doorway. "You... You fucker!" I went into a coughing fit from hell while clutching my sides. "You'll thank me later. Stay down and don't try anything else." Gordon hurried the man as Mark started to come to.

Mark looked panicked remembering what had happened. His eyes frantically scanned the room "What is this? What did you do to her, you bastard!" Gordon walked in front of me "She's none of your concern anymore".

Mark began pulling at the chains and trying everything he could to free himself. He quickly reached for the old saw Gordon had used years ago; but Gordon reached it first, throwing it out of reach. "You fucker! You can't do this to me!" Mark tried to reach out towards Gordon. The man from before grabbed my legs and followed Gordon out. I let out a pitiful sound "Mark..." my hand reached out but the door slammed closed. I was pulled to my feet and sat against the wall. "You let him kill Jill?" Gordon angrily spat at me as I tried to catch a breath. "Yes I did, the bitch probably sold me out." Gordon sighed "I told her to do it! Mark was taking things too far; I would have found you a way out"! I slowly stood up and walked straight up to Larry. "I didn't want a way out. I had my out and he's now chained to a fucking bathroom wall Larry." His brows raised in confusion before connecting the dots. "You haven't..." I smiled, "I have".

Gordon swung his cane right into my side making me collapse to the ground "I'm extremely disappointed with you (Y/n/n)." Gordon walked around me to face me head on "The inside man gone rogue. I don't like rogues (Y/n)." I smirked "And I don't like ass kissers who cheated on their wife".

Gordon pulled open the door again. With a nod I was forcefully dragged to the other side of the bathroom and chained. Blood started to pool around me and the pain was horrendous; I felt like I was drowning and burning alive at the same time. Gordon gave me one last look; hatred, hurt, and disappointment was written all over his face. "Game over." The lights were turned off and the door was sealed. Mark kept screaming and cursing until the footsteps had gone out of range. I felt tired. My body ached and I couldn't focus on anything. "Rookie?" Mark called, probably seeing my body start to sink to the floor. "I'm just... tired." I breathed out and I could feel him start to worry. "Stay up. Try to stop the bleeding." I didn't hear him. The floor felt like a comforting embrace. My eyes grew heavy, before closing. "Rookie!" Mark tried to get me to focus on him.

"I love you." I don't know If Mark heard me. I don't even know If any sound came out of my mouth. The world faded away into a vast empty void. Will Mark find a way out? Will he be okay? I want to go back! I'm supposed to stay with him! I slipped from reality but now the void didn't feel so empty.

(It is 5:10 am. I'm so so so very sorry if this is cringe.)