I Know Places In The Dark (H.S.)

Chapter 13

Marie's P.O.V.

"Marie!" A voice fades back in my ears and my vision slowly blurs out. "Marie!" Nathalie grips my arm.

"Wh-what happened?" I ask. She gives me a terrified look. I almost decide to ask her again but the beeping of a car alerts me. I look at the small black car that had crashed into a tree. "Oh my god!" I panic. I ran towards the car with Nathalie chasing after me. There were a few people crowding the car trying to help the person inside.

"No don't Marie!" She yells. "The gas is already leaking." She stops chasing after me. I look at the leaking car.

"No, this is all my fault." My voice cracks. I'm officially going crazy.

"Help! Please help me! I'm stuck!" A voice from inside the car yells. I have to save the person. I'm the reason why they crashed into the car.

"No Marie!!" Nathalie yells again and chases after me. I run in between the people.

"Everybody leave!" I scream but they wouldn't listen. Anger builds up. Little things like this wouldn't get me mad but lately they have been. "Leave!" I clench my fist. Groans and screams came out. I slowly open my palm and they were now running away terrified from me.

"Freak!" Someone yells as they run away.

Freak.

"Please help!" The person grabs my attention. It was a young blonde man in there.

"Ok!" I nod. Tears were already dropping down my face. I grip the handle but the door wouldn't budge. I keep on yanking the handle only to realize I had no other option. "I'm so sorry." I whisper. Nathalie was by then already next to me. "We have to do something." I cry.

"Ok. Ok." She panics and tugs her hair. "Place your hand on the handle." She instructs me. She then places her on top of mine. "You know what to do. Focus." She looks at the handle intensely. I shut my eyes and focus.

The sound of the car door unlocks. I sigh in relief and immediately open the door. Two older adults walked towards the car, trying to help us.

"Please help." The man groans. He seemed to be around our age. The seat was too close to the steering wheel that the airbag had crush him in between.

"Nathalie..." I stare at his stomach.

"What?" Once she sees what I see, she shrieks.

Blood was bleeding through his blue shirt and it was obvious that he had broke a few ribs.

The sounds of an ambulance and fire truck slowly fades in our ears.

"I already called 911." The old lady says and I nod at her.

"Marie... the gas leak.." She points at it. The man groans and is completely unaware that we have no chance at saving him..... Or us.. "We have to go." Nathalie grabs my hand. The old lady and man run away also leaving the man alone.

"No!" I yank away. "I can get him. I know I can!" Why the hell aren't the ambulance here yet??

"Are you out of your mind?!" She grabs my arm but I yank it away again. "You won't be able to escape the explosion Marie!"

"Please help." He cries.

"Ok. Ok." I ignore Nathalie's last sentence and touch the airbag, trying to move it out the way. There was no way I could get him out without crushing more bones. "Ok. Ok." I keep on repeating. I had blood all over me now.

"Marie!" A voice yells except it wasn't Nathalie's..

It was Zayn.

"What the hell are you doing?" His voice was filled with anger.

Angry? Why the hell is he angry?!

"Zayn, he's stuck." I cry. I let out all my tears and a part of me did because I had hope that Zayn was going to save the day.

"Marie we have to go. It's dangerous." What?

"No." He grabs my hand anyway and this time I couldn't yank it away. "Please Zayn." I stop him from walking away. "I did this." I look him in the eye but it was hard since the tears kept building up.

"Ok." He quietly says. "But I'll get him this time. You, you go to Nathalie." He lets go of my hand.

"Thank you." I tell him then run to Nathalie.

Cars had stop to check out what was going on but Nathalie and I warned them to get out of the way. The ambulance and fire trucks had finally arrived.

I look back at the car. Zayn was holding the injured man. People immediately ran out of the ambulance car and took the man away from Zayn to put him on a rolling bed.

...

"Are any of you related to the guy?" The doctor asks us.

Nathalie, Zayn, and I were at the hospital because I wanted to make sure the man was alright.

"No." Nathalie answers for us.

"Friends?"

"No." I shake my head.

"Well his name is Niall. He says he is not from here."

"Is there anything we can do to help?" I ask. I could tell Nathalie and Zayn were already tired but I'm the one who caused this.

"I'm afraid not. The man was literally crushed in between his stomach. Sadly, he only has a few hours..."

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