Left Behind (18+)

Chapter 8: Surviving

All i hear is white noise, its excruciatingly painful noise to my ears. I struggle to move the wreckage off myself, but this heavy thick board layed acrossed my chest which added immense weight and pressure. I felt like my body was going to split in half. I tried to force the board of myself but it was useless..i couldn't lift it alone. A silhouette of a man walked closer towards me, it was happening again...I'm going to die and my final words were. "Oh fuck! I don't want to fucking die!" I was scared senseless. The man was right next to my shoulder, the sun shined so bright that his silhouette still appeared.
I cursed under my breath, I clenched my hand into a fist as my last defense.
But there was a piece if scrap metal that had a sharp edge. I didn't have the strength to grab it, so I face up to the grey sky and shut my eyes. I couldn't stand lying here and waiting for this fucker to strike me from this hell. Finally something happened, I kinda expected this a few days ago but it finally happened... I open my eyes and I lift my head and there it was, my prediction. I'm choking on my own blood and my eyes widen, my teeth bite aggressively on my lower lips, only but one tear was falling from my eyes. The scrap metal was inside me, the man shoved it into my stomach."fuck!" I screamed.
Whoever this man was doesn't matter anymore, he walked away. "Cat..Cat...Cat" I whispered. I've lost too much blood and all I can think about is Cat. I wish it wouldn't fucking end this way, why me? "Martin!" How ironic its Cat yelling my name. I'm losing even more blood, my clothes are stained with it. I can't breathe either, I'm still choking on blood. Cat is beside me now holding me tight which I guess is a beautiful way for me to die in this condition I guess. "CC..ca...Cat.." I tried to say her name in my dying breath, but she cried over my shoulder. "AGHH!" she stabbed me in the chest with some straw looking thing... She wants me dead is what came to mind, but then I noticed that I can breathe a little bit clearer.

You're gonna be okai Martin! You're gonna live!

"How the hell am I breathing?"

Idk I saw this kinda of shit in CSI I thought it might work and it fucking did Martin, thank god!

I smiled knowing she is my guardian angel, I love her so much.

She grabbed a pole and shoved it under the board pinning me against the ground, she used all her strength and body weight onto the pole to lift the board.
Martin get out now!

I couldn't lift myself up because the scrap metal and it fucking hurt since I couldn't breathe so I forced my body back by kicking my feet.

She had let go of the pole as soon as I was out. She was hyperventilated but after she caught her breath she ran to me and said it was gonna be alright. I believed her.

"Ttt..thank you Cat"

Its okai Martin.

No Cat I really mea-..

I woke up in the back of the van again, I had some type of bandage strap around my chest and there was blood all over the floor.
"Cat!" I yelled in worry. Then she responded by slapping the back of my head.

Martin I was sleeping in the drivers seat.

"Oh"

Here is some food, might help your empty stomach.

She handed me some Hershey Bars, heh almost put a tear in my eye because I was starving like hell.
That Bar of chocolate is booty fucking my taste buds because damn this is so good.

I also have some Mountain dew for you Martin.

"I love you so much you know that right".