Revealed Hidden Secrets & Forbidden Kisses

It's Your Fight

Chapter 4 : It's Your Fight
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My eyes painfully opened up to see a man completely dressed in black holding a gun. I think it was a pistol. I started to feel tears running from my eyes. "Please don't hurt me! Take what you want!" I begged the robber. "Please! Go away!!" I screamed to the top of my lungs.

I then saw someone jump over the robber and I dragged myself to the wall to switch the light on and I saw it was my dad. The robber got an upper hand and was soon to be on top of him. I got up and tried to run and jump on the robber but he pushed my into a wall. My head started stinging again. I went to touch my head and all I felt was something wet. I moved my hand from my head and all I saw was red. Blood. My head was bleeding.

My eyes started to close as if I was going to collapse again or fall asleep, I know not a good time to do that. I then jumped and screamed at the same time to the sounds of a gun. I turned around and I saw bullets on the floor and a lot of blood running. I looked at my dad right away and saw he was shot. More than once. I was traumatized. I just sat there in fear and devastation. "No you bitch! Why would you do that!! Go away!" I yelled at the man.The guy turned to me and then got off my dad. He then grabbed my arms trying to lift my up. I started screaming as hard as I could. I think I could've lost my voice. I was fighting for my life at this moment.

He then dropped me really hard against the tile floors and then I felt blood run down from my nose. I began to crawl away from the burglar but then he grabbed the ends of my feet and dragged me back to the doors. I grabbed my phone and tried to call 911. I was struggling while I was being freaking dragged to my death but I managed to push the last button on the emergency dial. I heard a dispatcher talking. "Help me! I'm going to die! 37 Ryder street! Help me now! Someone is trying to kill me! He killed my dad!!" I kept crying and screaming hoping the dispatcher could hear me since I dropped my phone half way through the dragging. I was in terrible pain, especially my head. I was being dragged down the concrete stairs in first of my house. Every time my head would hit a step, the pain for worse and worse. I screamed once again but it was in excruciating pain. I then heard sounds like fighting. Like punching and kicking. I was in so much pain I was somewhat oblivious to whatever happened after I was dragged down the stairs. I turned my face full of blood to see that someone was fighting the burglar. "Thank goodness. Thank goodness. Thank goodness." I kept repeatingly whispering to myself, trying to comfort myself it was over. But this wasn't over, I knew it. I started crawling to my freedom using whatever strength I had left in me. I managed to make it to the stairs that I was just dragged through, that was currently full of my blood. I then heard sirens going off. My body just shut down and my eyes closed.

I had a terrible nightmare about my dad. I obviously didn't take any pills. I woke up in tears to the same noise from before. It's sirens. And then it hit me. What about my dad?! "What about my dad?!" I screamed at the top of my lungs still in tears. "Don't worry about your dad now. You need to fight now, it's your fight." I could hear a soft gentle whisper to my ear from whom I'm guessing is a paramedic, I don't even know. I slowly opened my eyes when a wave of stinging pain struck my head. I lifted my head and smacked it back down on the bed vigorously over and over again since it was so painful. "She needs more morphine! We can't lose her!" I heard another voice yell. "She's losing more blood! We need a blood doner!" I heard another voice go off. My neck started to lose up from all of the tension. I think it was, what was it again. Morphine? Yeah I remember. Well it really helped me through all that pain. After I calmed myself down I slowly opened my eyes. I was in an emergency truck. I turned my head slowly to the left and saw 3 people sitting beside my bed. One had a clipboard writing things down quickly, one was holding an iv that was attached to my arms, and one was looking at some screen thing that monitored my heartbeat. Then I cautiously looked over to my left and oh my gosh. Tyler was sitting there. Why was Tyler there?!

A/N : I was planing on doing the next chapter on Tyler's POV.... What do you think?

Hope you enjoyed this chapter!