Zayn had came and picked us up. He said he had contacted the police, about the accident, not David. They didn't sound like they believed it so they may or may not check it out Zayn told us.
"Your coming to mine," Marcel said taking my hand.
"Okay," I said.
"You all need to sleep you look like hell," Zayn said.
Zayn had told us we had ended up about four hours away from home, and an hour or so away from the hotel. He also told us to try not to think about David.
"You guys shouldn't go back home, it's not completely safe, and that is probably were David would go look first," Niall put in.
"We could go back to the hotel," Zayn said. "Then tomarrow I can take you home, we should have David by tonight," he finished.
I looked at Marcel. "That's sounds like a better idea," I said. "That what you want to do?" He asked almost asleep, it was 4:25 a.m.
"Yes I'm exhausted," I said
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When we arrived at the hotel Marcel and I dragged ourselves into the hotel room and collapsed on the bed.
We hadn't really gotten much sleep in almost two days so the second my face hit the mattress I was out.
I felt safer though. I had Marcel by my side and I knew Zayn, Louis, Liam and a few other of Zayns small gang were out looking for David. Tomarrow they would have to find him and we would finally get to go home.
After that I slept for a while we must of slept all day actually.
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I barely opened my eyes to glance at the small alarm clock next to the bed. It was 5:00 p.m. I started to get up when I noticed Marcel. His arms were still around my waist and his hair a mess. I smiled sleepily at him.
I lightly shook him awake. "Marcel," I whispered.
"Hmmmm," he replied not opening his eyes. I laughed at his response.
"You have to get up, we slept all day," I said again.
He tightened his grip on my waist pulling me back. "No," he said grumpily. "Yes," I laughed, struggling from his grip.
He sat up. "Fine I'm getting in the shower," he replied kissing my cheek.
I watched as he stumbled around to the bathroom. I rolled my eyes. Such a dork at times.
I got up and stretched. I knew it was already late in the day but I didn't care. I went about my morning routine as I normally would. I made a cup of coffee for Marcel and I. I left his on the dresser.
I took mine to the fire escape. I had actually really liked when Marcel took me up here. It felt like nothing could ever hurt us. I got to the roof. I didn't go on the ledge but I leaned against it tiredly. I shut my eyes and just listened to the car and the wind.
I felt like I was being watched. But I kept my eyes closed. "Marcel I know it's you," I laughed.
I waited for a reply. Nothing. I opened my eyes. I was right about being watched. Not by Marcel.
"David," I choked out.
"I knew you would be here," he smirked. I started to stand up.
"I wouldn't do that," he said stepping closer so my ankles were right up against the ledge. "Any further, it's a long way down," I turned behind me watching the car speed by.
"W-what do you want?" I asked.
"Well, I thought that car accident would have ended everything, we could of moved on," he spoke.
"But you all lived," he spat.
"Why do you want us dead David," I knew if I didn't do something I would die up here. I put my hand in my back pocket, my phone.
"Because, it's how the game has to end," he said. He was insane.
"David! This was all a game to you?! Just because Marcel and I are together , you can't go on some killing spree!" I yelled. I hit the button that I prayed was 1. It was emergency contact number, it would call Marcel.
"No! I'm doing this to you because I don't want anyone to love you, except me, and you were the only thing I ever cared for, so if I can't have you nobody should!" He yelled back. I saw he was getting angry. I prayed Marcel was listening or picked up his phone.
"So why don't you kill me then! Right on the roof. Just end it!" I yelled. Please Marcel come to the roof.
"We can both jump," he said.
I looked at him mortified. "What?" I barely whispered.
"We can be together Skye! Nobody will hurt us," he grabbed my hand facing us towards the ledge.
"On the count of three, we can both be together forever," he said smiling. He was sick. If we jumped he would go straight to hell. I hated him. Why did he do this. He was insane.
I was crying. "David, this isn't right, you can't," I begged. His eyes suddenly filled with rage.
"Dammit Skye! Just love me! That's all I wanted!"
"One" he said gripping my hand.
"David let go!" I screamed.
"Two," he said.
"Stop David, don't!"
Before he said the last number. The one I would hear last. I looked him in the eye.
"I will never love you," I said. He snapped his head looking at me.
"You will always love me," he said angrily.
"Three!" He yelled.
I closed my eyes. I felt him pull me but someone caught my waist yanking me back to the roof.
David's hand let go of mine because he knew he couldn't hang on since I was pulled back. I wanted to try and keep his hand, he would go to jail, but nobody should die that way.
I watched him fall. If I was still holding his hand I would be dead. I turned. Marcel stood behind me his hands shaking on my waist.
We were both crying. He just stood there holding me whispering in my ear telling me "Your safe,"
I had never cried this hard. David was going to try and end my life.
"If you hadn't grabbed me, I would be dead because of David," I barley managed to say.
"I heard my phone ring, and I listened and I came up here, right as I heard him say three I ran across to grab you,"
"I love you," I cried into his shirt.
"I love you to," he said.
Authors note: I HAVE ONE MORE CHAPTER TO WRITE! THIS IS NOT THE END.
I know this will be a question so I'm answering it now.
David was totally insane. He thought Skye was his world and that if he couldn't have her nobody could. So he was trying to make her jump off with him, because he thought he could be with her forever that way.
I know it's creepy. Sorry to go all 'LAW AND ORDER tv show' on you guys.
But Skye isn't dead. Marcel grabbed her before David pulled her down. And she didn't want David to let go when Marcel pulled her up, because if David had kept her hand, Marcel would be able to pull them both up, but David knew he would face jail and everything so he let go of her hand.
Also I'm sorry if this scared anyone I do not mean to scare you guys it was kind of intense. I actually thought of it from an episode of Law and Order That I saw the other day, but David DOSE NOT DIE. He is in bad shape but he goes into a mental hospital.
But I have one more chapter to write.
SO ONE MORE CHAPTER YEAH!
Also I DO NOT RECOMMEND GOING ON ANY KIND OF ROOF ALONE, BECAUSE IT ISN'T SAFE.
A REMINDER THIS IS A STORY PLEASE DONT GO ON ROOFS
STAY SAFE
Tell me what you think! I'm working on my last chapter!
