taken | m.e.

seventeen

hannah

i sat at the dinner table messing with my food but not really eating.

"hannah i'm tired of this bullshit with you not eating. stop messing with your food and fucking eat it" my mom yelled

"calm down. yelling isn't going to get us anywhere" my dad replied

"i'm just tired of the same shit everyday with her i can't take it."

"then why do you want me here?" i yelled "i'll just leave!"

"sweetie, i'm sorry. i've just been worried about everything. i'm just stressing out right now." my mom sighed

"it's okay. i really need to clear my head. can i take the car out for a drive?"

"yes be careful" she smiled

i got up from the table and grabbed my keys heading towards the door. i was driving around in town but i wanted to go see him. i needed to go see matt.

the next thing i knew i was parked in matt's driveway. i got out of my car and knocked on the door. i waited for a few minutes but there was no answer. his car was in the driveway so i knocked again but still nothing. i turned the door knob and it was unlocked. i cautiously opened the door and walked in.

"matt?" i called

but he didn't answer. i walked into the living room looking for him. burnie ran into the living room. he bit the side if my cardigan and pulled me towards the kitchen.

"what are you doing burnie?"

i finally saw why he was dragging me into the kitchen. matt's almost unconscious body covered in blood was on the floor.

"no matt. god no"

i got down on the floor next to him. his eyes were still open. i could see a huge gash on his stomach. i pulled out my phone and called 911. i gave them matt's address and they sent an ambulance.

"he has a huge cut on his stomach, i think he was stabbed." i said quickly into the phone

"put the phone on speaker and i'll tell you what you're gonna do, okay sweetheart?" she spoke calmly

"alright"

i put the phone on speaker and told her i was listening.

"i need you to take one of your hands and put it on the cut. then you're gonna place your other hand on top of it and put pressure on the cut to try and stop the bleeding."

"okay" i replied

i did what she said and looked over at matt who was still conscious but not saying anything.

"is the boy-"

"matt. his name is matt."

"okay, is matt conscious?"

"yeah" i replied

"you need to talk to him, let him know you're there and keep him up."

"okay"

i looked up at matt who was looking at me with his big brown eyes.

"you're gonna be okay matt. i'm not gonna let anything happen to you."

i saw him nodding as his eyes slowly began to shut.

"matt, don't close your eyes. please keep your eyes open."

matt's body jolted and he fully opened his eyes again. he was staring around the kitchen.

"matt, look at me." i said causing him to turn his head towards me "i need you to stay with me, alright? don't close your eyes."

he nodded his head

"where's your sister?" i asked

"the store" he coughed out

he started coughing up blood.

"he's coughing up blood, what do i do?" i asked the operator

"you need to try and sit him up against a counter. if he starts throwing up he could choke."

i tried lifting him up but he was to weak to move and i couldn't move him myself.

i started crying.

"i c-can't he's t-too heavy"

"sweetie, calm down an ambulance is almost there. they're gonna help him. don't freak out, it's going to upset him."

i sat there pressing down on matt's cut when he put his hand on my thigh, he rubbed his hand up and down. i could tell he was trying to keep me strong but in reality i should be trying to keep him strong. i snapped out of my thought when i heard sirens. the next thing i know there are paramedics in the kitchen.

a female paramedic pulled me away from matt while two men helped him.

"are you hurt? you have blood all over you." she asked

"i-i'm fine. it's h-his blood."

"do you want to go to the hospital with him?"

"please" i cried

"we'll get you cleaned up at the hospital, okay?"

i nodded and she walked me out to ambulance behind matt. i sat in the back behind him. he was still conscious which they kept saying was a good sign. when we pulled up at the emergency room they rushed him into surgery. the female paramedic took me into a room so i could clean up. she helped me clean all the blood off my hands. she even gave me one of the sweatshirts she had in her locker.

"thank you so much"

"no problem sweetheart. i'll show you where the waiting room is"

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i sat in the waiting room for what seemed like hours until finally someone came to get me. the nurse walked me down the long hallways when we stopped in front of a room.

"the minute he woke up he was asking for you."

i smiled to her and walked in the room. matt's lips immediately curved into a smile when he saw me but i started crying.

"han come here. why are you crying?"

"i thought you were going to die." i sobbed

"i'm fine baby. it's okay."

i sat down and grabbed his hand.

"he did this to you, didn't he?"

"it wasn't him but he sent them."

"this is my fault, i'm sorry" i cried

"god dammit hannah, this isn't your fault. please stop crying baby."

"you should've just killed me. you would have been fine."

"you mean too much to me to kill. we're gonna get through this and we're both gonna make it through this."

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first really long chapter :)