Forever Unstoppable - Hot Chelle Rae FanFic

Chapter 33

~Authors Notes~

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-ELEANOR’S POV-

I felt like dying, I’ve been locked in this room for 3 days with nothing; no food, water, light… Nathan comes in every so often and asks me if I’ve given up, I always say no. I would rather drown, burn, die than be with him for one miserable second. This starvation, dehydration was worth anything if it meant being with Ryan.

All I thought about was him, his smile, his hair, his words. I yearned for just a glimpse of him before I died in this room. I yearned for one last bike ride with him, on the city trails. One last kiss, view of our special lake, where we kissed the most surreal kiss.

I wondered if he was alive still, I wonder what he was doing at every second I breathed. I felt guilty. This was all my fault. I loved Ryan, but if we both survived this, I made the decision that I would leave. It would take everything, but I thought it would be best for both of us, our safety, our sanity. I always think deep inside I’m a burden with my cries and problems. If I think about it, I’ve brought so much avoidable drama to his precious life. If I loved him this much, I needed to leave.

MY hair was beginning to get greasy and tangled. My clothes wrinkly and dirty. I sat in a corner, drowning in my thoughts, slowly falling asleep even though I had no idea what time of day it was.

Heavy footsteps made me raise my weak head. The jingle of keys rang outside the door, the handle twisted and the mass opened, revealing Nathan again. He looked extremely angry, anxious with his fingers constantly moving, eyes darting everywhere.

“This is your last chance!” he cried. His anger made him tremble his words.

“No!” I said, but it only came out as a weak whisper. I gasped as he yanked me up from the ground, taking a fistful of my hair, dragging me out into the open warehouse where under a cone of light sat a man, a girl holding a knife close to his neck. My heart dropped like an anchor.

“Ryan..” I whimpered, my eyes slowly adjusting to the brightness. His eyes widened with relief mixed with fear. He struggled against the rope that bound him to a chair.

“Ryan!” I screamed, adrenaline pushing me to escape Nathan’s harsh grip.

“RYAN!” I wailed, only making him pull my hair tighter, his arm push harder around my torso. He walked me closer and closer to Ryan and… Ashley. I wasn’t surprised, that she became a psycho who kidnaps people…

Ryan kept struggling but stopped when the blade came closer to his flesh. Nathan stopped and hung on to me tight, I was breathless and weak, I felt empty inside. I’ve never felt this fragile and small.

“Either you come with me, or he dies,” Nathan growled. With that statement Ashley pulled Ryan’s head back by his hair, readying the knife to slide.

Anything for him to live, I brought this upon him, he didn’t deserve any of this.

“Let him go, let him go Nate… I’ll go…” I panted.

“Eleanor NO!” Ryan yelled. “No! Kill me, just let her go!” His face wet with tears, he begged and rambled, “No, no, let her go… take me instead, no…”

“Say you love me,” Nathan demanded, “SAY IT!”

I breathed heavily, my heart wouldn’t let me speak that big of a lie.

“SAY IT!” he repeated sliding his pocketknife across the skin below my wrist. I cried out in pain, my eyes watered, I could already smell the metallic scent of my own blood, I started to get dizzy, my sight blurred and I wondered if this is what dying felt like.

“SAY IT!” Another slash of his blade, another, one more making a total of four lines of blood. The room spun, there were doubles of everyone in the room.

“Can I just do it? He didn’t let me do anything anyways!” I faintly heard Ashley say, everything sounded muffled. My arm burned. Nathan’s grip on my small arm made me think it was broken. I wanted to die, to get away from this pain.

“Eleanor! Baby hang in there!” Ryan could tell I was slipping, the loss of blood, the loss of everything.

“ELEANOR!” Ryan shouted, then the next moment moved so fast.

“Hands up!” A man shouted. I was thrown to the ground, the last thing I heard were sirens, shouting. The last thing I saw was Ashley brought to the ground along with Nathan by police officers and then Ryan rolled me onto my back placing his hands on my moist cheeks saying “I love you… I love you… I love you…”

My eyes closed, my body and mind needed rest, and now I hoped I did wake up because I believed we were safe now.