We Will Survive (old Magcon)

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  Makaylas pov

"You're so beautiful",Nash told me as we sat alone in a random room.

I felt my face heat up, I leaned over and kissed his cheek.

I felt Nash pull me closer to him and my breathing escalated.

His face was close with mine and a smirk formed on his face.

"Hey Nash, I've been looking for..... What's going on in here?",I heard someone say at the door.

I felt Nash's grip on my waist completely let go causing me to stumble back a bit.

I looked over to see Blair leaning against the door frame.

"I was showing Makayla how to do that knife trick that I taught you",he said pulling his knife from his back pocket.

"She's getting really good at it",he finished off.

"Oh that's good, that trick has saved my life several times",Blair stated.

I nodded awkwardly.

"Anyways, Johnson and Jc said that they need you. They're somewhere on the 3rd floor",Blair told Nash before she left.

I looked down at me feet, this always happens. Anytime we get to spend time alone someone else always needs him.

He noticed my disappointment and sighed, "Makayla I'm sorry,but I'm the",he started to say.

"Group leader and you need to be there for the team, I know",I interrupted because I've heard it several times before.

"I'm sorry",he said again before kissing my cheek quickly and taking off for the stairs.

Matts pov

I watched Sam as he talked to Isabella.

He seems so sketchy, he's probably trying to figure out his next victim right now..... Or maybe I could be being a little over dramatic but still, somethings off about him.

Isabella and Sammy parted ways ,Sam walked past me but quickly stopped himself and backtracked in front of me.

"Hey Matt",he said sarcastically obviously knowing he was bothering me.

"Hey Sam",I said back in the same tone with a hatred smile plastered on my face.

He took a seat next to me on the floor.

"Do you still think I'm a dangerous killer?",he laughed.

"I don't know,should I",I spoke sternly.

"Maybe, maybe not. We've all done things were not proud of",he shrugged.

I paused for a moment trying to make out what he was trying to put out.

"So you are? You're a killer".

Sam laughed lightly as if he found what I said humorous.

"I can tell you that I didn't kill, nor have anything to do with Cameron",he blankly answered.

"Okay....but that's not answering me question".

"Like I said before, we've all done things we're not proud of".

   Nash's pov
I always feels terrible leaving Makayla there, I try to spend as much time a possible with her, but it never works out.

I searched for Jc and Johnson for several minutes before I heard whispering from a far end room.

I made my way into the room and sure enough I saw both of them.

"I'm here, what did you need me for? And why all the way up here?",I laughed.

They both shot each other a hesitant glance before waving me to come further into the room.

That's when I saw her, she was lying on the bed nearly lifeless.

"Who's that?",I exclaimed turning to them in pure shock.

"I found her outside by her self. She was bleeding from her wrist... And I-I didn't know what to do so I brought her in here",Jc told me.

"How long ago was this?",I asked.

"Two days ago",he answered.

"How long has she been asleep?".

"She woke up once yesterday for like 20 minutes, but she wouldn't talk to us. But it's been 12 hours since then",Johnson stated.

I nodded before walking over to the girl and checking her pulse.

  
Mystery girls pov

I heard another man enter the room.

But I still continued to pretend to be asleep.

I felt a hand lay on my wrist and the side of my neck, he was obviously checking to see if I was still alive.

Alive.. I have that word. I tried to end all of this, but then one of those fuckers had to come and take me here.

I tried to fight and deny him, especially when he started to wrap my wrist. He wanted to save me, but I didn't want to be saved.