It happened so fast, to fast. The only thing Felicity could remember was Oliver getting on top of her.
Gun shots everywhere. Hitting the car so hard that it shoot with anger.
Then, silence. The driver had been shot. The car was riddled with bullets and she could see outside of the car.
She looked at herself, she had not been shot. Good.
"Oliver, it's okay. You can get off me." She said waiting for his weight to shift off her tiny body.
Then she felt it. A drop of blood drop slowly down her face.
"Oliver?!?" She said again.
No response. He was out cold. She tried to get up. He was extremely heavy and this was probably one of the hardest things she has ever done.
"Don't worry, everything is going to be okay." She said with fear in her voice.
She finally broke free off his body. She opened the door and burst out breathing in the sweet fresh air.
Felicity quickly went back to the car to pull Oliver out.
It's nothing, she thought to her self. He probably just hit his head.
She dragged him out. Then she saw him. There was blood everywhere.
"Oh my..." She had Oliver in her lap. She dialed 911 as fast as she could.
"Please, help me!!" I almost screamed in the phone.
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Lights, doctors, voices, Oliver.
They had him on the operating table. Felicity ran her finger through her dirty blond hair trying to get her bearings together.
Thea. John. Laurel. They all needed to know. But then Felicity heard a familiar sound. But not in a good way.
The heart monitor. Flatlining.
"No, no, no, no." She kept telling her self. "You can't do this to me Oliver not now, please not now."
The doctors rushed everywhere and finally one of the pumped Oliver with electricity. Once. Twice. Three times...
*beep beep beep* Felicity started breathing again.
She could have swore she skipped 3 heartbeats.
One of the nurses came up to her and said,
"I'm sorry mam, but you can't be here." She said looking worried.
"I know but that's m-" she was cut off.
"I'm sorry, but you have to leave now."
Felicity felt tears build up in her eyes. Oliver had gone through so much. Why? That's the only questions right? So tell me, Am I Wrong?
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FanfictionWhat would have happened if Felicity never got shot? What would have happened if she was never paralyzed? But someone would have to take her place. There were only 3 people in that car that night. Felicity, the driver, and Oliver. What would have h...
