Look For The Light|| JILL ROORD .

Not Dead Yet

I was kicked out of the pub and was now walking down some dark alley drunk and confused. Nonetheless, I still had a smile on my face from when I was looking at Jill. Still couldn't get over that girl's smile. 

"Oi!" I heard someone yell from behind me, So I began to turn around and saw a group of 3 girls walking towards me.

"Is that her?" One of the girls said. That's when a glimpse of light shined on the girl in the middle's face. It was the girl I'd punched in the bar. The one who kept messing with Blake. At this moment I already knew what was going to happen.

"yea man, that's her." They said and began sprinting full speed at me. So I began to take off running. I peeked over my shoulder after a few seconds of running and saw they were keeping up with me. So I turned into another alley, Only to slowly realize and regret that decision. This alley was a dead end. A death trap. I thought that the breaths that could be seen in the cold London air, were going to be my last. But yet I wasn't scared. I was just worried. Worried about Alex.

So once I reached the back wall, I turned to face the girls. As they started to slow down I saw one of them start laughing. I stood and watched them get closer and closer. I could only feel my hand start to shake ever so slightly. So I made the first swing, which the girl dodged and the other two began hitting at my sides, while the one I swung at, kept hitting me in the face.

I fell to the floor, But that didn't stop them. They kept kicking at my stomach. They started to walk away and at this time, I wasn't as hurt. So I slowly started to try to get up, when one of them noticed.

"Nah she's still gonna be able to walk. We gotta finish the job." The one on the left said.

"You want to do the honors?" The other one pitched in, while the one in the middle shook her head yes. She began to walk back up to me while I just stared into her eyes. All I saw was death. She kicked me back to where I was before. She stomped on my stomach a few times and then kept bashing her balled-up fist into my face. After a few hits, I felt a blade slash into my rib cage. I felt the life start to leave my eyes.  Then I saw black. 

Once I'd woken up, I was lying in some dark alley, I was cold. Freezing. I'd begun to try to stand up only to feel the worst pain in my life. I couldn't feel my stomach. While clutching onto the wall, wincing and crying. I finally stood up. I'd felt the whole world start to spin and go upside down. But I'd kept walking. I'd pulled out my phone, which was smashed and half the screen worked, and somehow managed to get directions to my house. 

It was a 20-minute walk, and I could barely stand for 1. I'd stayed on a wall for most of the walk home. When there wasn't a wall, I'd had to try my hardest to hold my body up with all my strength while I was struggling I'd managed. I'd only now realized I was bleeding from my side, So I took my jacket off and wrapped it around where I'd been cut to stop the bleeding.

While walking home, I began laughing to myself. Probably because I was drunk. I began talking to myself out loud as I walked down the long street right before my house. "guess I'm not being a hero anymore" I said while chuckling to myself.  When I finally saw a house, I'd start to walk up the unfamiliar driveway.

I tried to open the door, but it was locked. So I'd sat down on the little bench that was outside the door, while I tried to think where my keys were. I could barely hold my eyes open, let alone find my keys. "I'm just gonna lay down real quick," I said to myself as I slurred on my words. I slowly drifted asleep. 

(Ruth's POV)

It was around 10 in the morning when I was on my way out to go to the supermarket. I'd grab my purse and coat as it's chilly out this morning in London. I cleaned up the mess I made in my kitchen and walked out my door.  Only to see Hudson lying on the bench of my porch. She looked horrible. Blood was all over her face and shirt. I began shaking her trying to wake her.