Effys story (a skins fanfic)

he's not really there (7)

I slowly turned around and saw what I was dreading.
The man I had shot. Alive, and after me.

"Yes Effy, the doctors did a right good job stitching me up" he let out a laugh and it didn't sound right at all.

The other gang members came out of the shadows and began to surround me.

"I found this, in the lake, wonder how it got there" he pointed at his gun, Cook's gun. 

I gulped and looked around, but there was no where to turn, I was in trouble and there was no way out.

"Look, I.."

"Save it Effy, I am so going to enjoy killing you"

I kept my mouth shut as he came closer and closer.

He smiled a devilish grin and pulled out a knife. He danced it across the back of my neck teasingly as I tensed up.

"Move and I shoot" he chuckled as he still had the gun pressed against my back.

He pulled the knife to my chest and I held my breath.
"Goodbye Cook, I'm sorry" I whispered before I felt the cold silver pierce my chest.

I screamed out loudly as I saw the blood begin to trickle from my chest, it ran down my legs and fell to a puddle on the floor, but I could do nothing, I couldn't move, all I could do was watch.

He stabbed the silver knife through my skin once again before dropping me to the floor.

I curled up in a ball whilst trying to cover the wounds with my hands. He pulled the gun out and held it to my head as I whimpered on the ground.

"Goodbye Effy I'll see you in hell" he snarled as I clenched my eyes shut.

"JOE WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?"
I heard someone scream from a distance.
He lowered the gun and turned to face the approaching figure.

"what are you doing here? You're supposed to be at home, I told you I had to take care of something". The man Infront of me spoke to the boy approaching us, but I couldn't see properly, my vision was becoming blurry and I was about to pass out.

The man ran closer until I saw his face. It looked like...Freddie. No it wasn't. It couldn't be.

"STOP, STOP, STOP" I cried out, to my mind, why couldn't it stop making me see him? He wasn't there, it was impossible. I was losing so much blood, I must have started to hallucinate. The figure gasped as he saw me.

"Eff?" He whispered in disbelief. He ran up to me and a tear fell from his eye. He picked up my body and cradled my injured body to his entwining my fingers into his with his shaky fingers.

"Stop lying, your not Freddie LEAVE ME ALONE" I was crying but he wouldn't listen. I just needed it to stop. Was I dead? Was this what heaven was like?

"Yes it's me Effy, I promise, why would I lie to you? Oh god, I'm so sorry, so so sorry" he replied sobbing now.

"No no no, Freddie died, C..Cook saw the blood, he saw your clothes covered in blood" I whispered. I was dying and it was making me see things.

"I'm here Eff, I swear to you its me, I got away, I didn't die"

"Yes you did, you're dead, you're dead, you left me" I croaked.

"Effy, it's really me, look at me"
he cupped my face and brought it up to his. I looked at him whilst blinking but he wasn't going away.

The whole world stopped.

"I swear to you its me Eff, I can't believe you're here, I'm so sorry, please I'm so fucking sorry" he whispered as he kissed my knuckles over and over.Could it really be him? Could he have really survived?