You're Killing Me

3 Days Till The End

*Katherine POV*
I'm trying to get the chains off when I hear the lock rattle then click into place. I make my body go limp and cover up my nearly drenched face. He walks over and sits at the foot of the bed. I pretend to sleep. "I'm sorry Katherine, I'm so sorry. I hate seeing you like this. I acted on impulse. I saw you, I wanted you, so I took you. I didn't see anything wrong with it till I saw the hurt, broken, weak look on your face that overtook every smile you ever had. The wonderful life I assume you had. The great people that's worlds I'm destroying from keeping you. But I don't care. Yes, yes I do...no you don't you just don t want to go back. Shut up you know nothing. I know you Mason. No you don't shut up, for once stay out of it" he takes a few raged breaths before continuing "but then I feel in control. I see your tears. I see the emotional distress I've caused you. I like it, it makes me feel like doing things that I understand arnt good. I cut you to see the reaction. I chained you up to see you cry. I'm sorry that you'll never get back to those people, or that life" I sighed and opened my eyes "well that's good to know" he looked scared. He stood and stumbled backwards before steadying himself. Staring, just staring at me he looked confused and taken a back.

*Mason POV*
"I'm sorry that you'll never get back to those people, or that life" I finished. I needed to explain without actually telling her. Then I hear a sigh and a low muffled sarcastic "well that's good to know" I immediately now she herd me. I am scared I don't know what to do. Should I just leave? Yell? Continue? Ask her something? Anything useful....

*Jake POV *
She's been gone for 2 weeks and 4 days. In those 2 weeks and 4 days I haven't slept. Not a bit. I have nearly starved and I haven't stopped crying. My mother has come to my room replacing food on my desk. I nearly don't touch it. My dad said I would need to go to the hospital if I didn't eat. I've lost nearly 20 pounds. Almost every piece of fat on me. School starts again in a week. I don't think I'm in any condition to go but I might have to. Just the thought of not seeing her at her locker or at lunch scares me. Why her? She's so loved and wanted. So pretty and happy. So full of life.

I attempt to walk down the stairs but instead faint.

*1 day later*
I wake up on a hospital bed with tubes in my arms and nose. What is going on. Nurses are running around and another patient is in this room with me. Her lifeless chocholate brown hair shimmered in the dull lighting of the hospital room. "She's gone" one of them says washing there bloodied hands off. 'Who was that and what happened to her?' is all I could think.  They pull a sheet over the girl and wheel her out. My mom and dad were standing at the foot of my bed. "Who was it?" I ask. "She got into a car wreck, we don't know her but her name was Shannon and I think she was 14" my mom explained with sad eyes. I saw the girls parents fall to there knees, I saw them break down at the news. Is that how its going to be when they tell me about Kat? Will that be Kat one day? Am I going to lose her? My mind told me I'd already lost her, that she had been dead. That I was dead too. I felt like I was drowning in my our mind. I couldn't hear anything. It was like time stopped but I could still think. I wasn't thinking of anything good either. I was scared. I was scaring myself. And just like that all light was gone, like someone had cut the power. I could think but I couldn't speak. I couldn't feel my arms. I couldn't move. I was shaking. Slamming my head side to side and then I stopped. Stayed perfectly still. My eyes were open but I couldn't see.

*doctor pov*
"We have to get him stable or we'll lose him too" a nurse explained to the parents that he was in shock. His mind was shutting down, shutting us out, maybe shutting down and not coming back up.