Fight for your life ( Fall out boy )

Chapter 2

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I opened my eyes, and felt a warm breath on my neck. I felt myself panic, and flip over to face those same striking purple eyes, a smirk forming at the corners of his mouth. I opened my mouth to scream but Ian clamped his hand over it, stopping any sound from escaping.

"I told you I'd come back for you, baby. And here I am. I'm not leaving without you." He whispered, kissing my cheek and holding down my thrashing body. Elisa?! Why won't you wake up?! Can't you here me?!

His touch sparked so many terrible memories, and of the new ones he'd engrave in my brain. "But what I need you to do is wake up..." He whispered, his eyes so full of lust and pure evil.

I cocked and eyebrow at him, "wake up!" He repeated, louder. "Wake! Up!!!"

I sprung up in bed, Elisa standing over me, a worried expression on her face. "You haven't had a nightmare in a long time. Are you ok? Need water? Advil?" She pestered. "No. No I don't need anything. I just want to get to pete." I said in such a small voice I'm shocked she heard me.

I got up and got dressed, throwing on my leather jacket and sitting down on the couch, waiting for Elisa to be ready. I flipped trough the stations, landing on ABC news. "Breaking news today. Several unidentified aircraft have touched ground in LA, some in the air moving about. The city has struck up a panic, and SWAT has been called in to deal with the situation. We advise and urge you to stay in your homes." The newscaster said.

No. No no no!! Fuck this!! "Elisa baby I'm going now, no time to wait. Please just stay in the house. Ill be back." I said quickly, not even responding to her shouts of resistance from the bathroom.

I ran out the door and to my car, jumping in and pulling out of the driveway. There was literally no one in the roads, everyone locked up in their houses. Pete's house wasn't far. All I know is that I needed to get there.

I pushed down on the gas a little harder, and suddenly someone dropped down in the middle of the road. "Shit!!!" I screamed, swerving so I wouldn't hit the unknown stranger. The car was out of control, it circled, finally hitting the pole. The airbag blasted out, hitting me hard and painfully in the face, a trickle of blood flowing from my nose.

I groaned in pain and leaned my head back, wanting this all to end. Who was he?? I unbuckled my seatbelt with great difficulty, and opened the car door, falling out and hitting the pavement. I felt several hands grab me and pull me up- is it help? It must be... Some people might've seen me crash.

Oh god did I want it to be help.... But the way they carried me away from the wrecked car so roughly made me think these people were far from help.