Legend

Chapter 6-Cry Me To Sleep

Dedicated to Crazzypurplegirl for always sticking by me, no matter how crazy  things  can get!!! I can be going through hell, and she doesn't back down, even when I do. I love you sis!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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-Sarah's Point of View-

"Felicity! Felicity!" The door slammed shut and she was gone. "Noooo! No, no this isn't happening, it can't. This isn't real." Tears rushed down my face as I screamed hysterically, "DON'T TOUCH HER! DON'T!"

Sobs wracked my body as I lay on the cold ground, wanting to wake up from what had to be a nightmare, a horrible, wretched nightmare. "Flick," I whispered.

I could hear murmuring from somewhere outside the room, slowly building to nearly audible words. Then, out of nowhere came an ear piercing shriek. "AHHHHHHHHH!"

"Oh my God, that was Flick," Complete and utter silence followed, other then the raw sobs escaping my tired body.

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It had been hours since Felicity had left. For the first few hours her gut wrenching screams were awful, then for the next hour they seemed like the only proof she was still alive, that I wasn't left here alone.

It had been too long since I'd heard a sound and I was beginning to worry. If she was gone, I don't know what I would do. 'No, stop thinking like that, It'll be okay,' I said to myself.

Just then the door swung open and another kidnapper, the one Flick had dubbed 'Pirate' because of the skull and crossbones tattooed on his muscular arm, walked in, with a broken and bloody figure in his strong arms.

"Flick? Is that you?" I turned to face the large man. "What did you do to her? How could you do this? She didn't do anything, she's here because you guys screwed up and snatched the two of us instead of Clare or whatever her name is."

He didn't even look at me, he just stared off into the distance, waiting for me to be quiet. "Do you even have a conscience?" Still nothing. "LISTEN TO ME!" I screamed. tired of being ignored, tired of people looking away, tired of feeling like I didn't even exist anymore.

Still not returning my gaze, he dropped what was left of Flick to the floor. I ran to her side and gently stuck two fingers against her neck.

My heart was pounding out of my chest. "Don't be dead, don't be dead, please don't be dead." I leaned in to listen for a breathe and there it was, faint and nearly nonexistence but it was there. A choppy sounding, strange kind of hyperventilation.

I sighed with relief, but it wasn't over. There was still so much blood and just because she was breathing now doesn't mean she would be in a few minutes time.

"Felicity, can you here me?" I whispered, as if my words could hurt her further.

There was a barely audible mumble and then she said, "Please, I'll be better, I'll be good, but I don't know where she is." She whimpered quietly, tears forming tracks through the blood covering her delicate features.

" It's okay Flick, it's me. It's Sarah. You're going to be okay, I promise."

Her face relaxed, and her eyes opened just a crack. The level of terror and agony in the grey pools were enough to make anyone's heart crack. "I know." Then she closed her eyes and everything was silent again. Only soft whimpers and hushed sympathies could be heard in the dream-like room.