This is not the end~ Fourth book in PLMI series

Screams-3

-Britt's POV-
"I....don't know what to do anymore...." Liam stammered over the phone and I sighed, hearing he was crying. His voice was low and tired.
"She's.....sitting out in the rain.....?" I asked and he sniffed over the phone.
"Y.....yeah...." he stammered and I sighed as he talked to someone in the background. Harry was sitting on the couch, reading something on his computer, before he looked up at me with concern. Kendall was in the other room, probably still sleeping.
"Go get her. Don't let her sit out there alone. She might....do something she regrets." I said, scared to death that she would turn herself in.
"O...okay." Liam said. "Bradley! Go get her." I heard Liam say.
"I...got to go." Liam stammered and I sighed.
"Okay then babe." I said, twisting my engagement on my finger. "I love you..." I trailed and he sighed.
"I wish you were here." He sighed and I sighed.
"I do too baby. We'll find him. Tell Kenz and Brad I say hi. Love you." I said.
"Love you too." He said before hanging up.

-Liam's POV-
Bradley ran out into the rain and knelt down next to Mackenzie and said a few things before trying to pick her up. She slapped him away, literally slapped him across the face and he winced and left her, shaking his head sadly at me.
She was shaking and rocking herself back and forth on the cold, hard, wet concrete. I was only glad there was no paps because of the storm to catch her breakdown. They would have a hay day with this info.
Bradley ran back up the steps and came to stand next to me.
"She says to leave her alone." Bradley said, shaking his wet hair out in a dog-like fashion. I sighed and nodded.
"I might need help mate." I said and he nodded slowly. I ran out into the rain and I instantly heard Mackenzie's loud sobs. Her hair was sticking to her face as I wrapped my arms around her tightly, pulling her up. She screamed and screeched at me as soon as my skin touched hers, like it burned her.
"Leave me alone!!! Leave me alone! It hurts! It hurts!" She screamed hysterically, fighting against my grip. "It hurts!" She pulled against my grip and I wrapped my arms around her waist, so she couldn't get away. Her nails dug into my hand and I winced as she tried to pull out of my grasp. She was slipping and I swore not to let her go. Her nails only dug deeper into my skin, surely drawing blood.
"Shh. Focus on my voice." I said. She finally turned into my shoulder, her shaking body practically shaking mine with it. Her loud sobs were muffled by the pounding of the rain and the thunder. Bradley came to my rescue and took her other arm, pulling her along roughly, as she still was struggling. As soon as we got inside, Mackenzie ripped out of our grasps and sprinted into her room and slammed the door behind her. There Bradley and I stood, in a daze, soaking wet.
"I've never seen her like that." Bradley whispered and I nodded, hoping to God that this doesn't get any worse.

-Mackenzie's POV-
I sprinted into my room, sobbing and ran for my bathroom. I ripped open the drawer and grabbed my pocket knife, flipping the sharpest knife open. My clothes were soaked and I shivered in them. The water seemed to soak me down to the bones.
I sunk down to the floor and pushed up my sleeves, revealing my white, scarred forearm. I ran the blade across my wrist, sighing at the pain as I sobbed. My hands were shaking so hard. I couldn't focus my eyes. I sobbed as I slid the knife across my wrist again and again, making each one deeper and deeper. The pain was an addiction, a way of holding on. I started in on the next wrist and went all the way up. The blood mixed with the water dripping from my clothes. I glanced at the door and got up, my legs shaking. I was dizzy from the loss of blood.
I didn't bother to bandage my cuts and let them bleed. The blood dripped onto the carpet, staining it. I walked out of the bathroom and stripped out of my wet clothes and pulled on some dry jeans and shirt. I quickly picked up and saw a voicemail, which I swiped to open and put to my ear.
"Hey sweetie. By now, you must be wondering where your boyfriend is. I have him. Here in Canada. Yes. I know....you're surprised.. Listen. If you want Niall to live......turn yourself in. And no one else suffers. Time is running out my daughter! For him, and for your friends as well. You know the number. And....if you call the police....you will be in much more trouble than you can fathom. Love you baby!" My mother chirped and there was a beep, indicating the message was done. My eyes widened as I slowly lowered my phone down from my ear.
I thought for a second. Should I do this? I will probably die. I.........have to. Niall has to live. No matter what. I can die. As long as he lives. As long as he lives. And that....was when I knew. I would do absolutely anything for love.
I looked around the room and Jesse was laying on my bed. I filled Jesse's bowl with water and food, so he wouldn't starve. Jesse looked up at me with wide eyes and I sighed and kissed his head, gently rubbing his chest. Gosh I would miss this dog.
I grabbed out my phone and dialed the number. There were two rings before someone picked up.
"Well. Look who's giving her mummy a call!" She chirped and I bit my lip, tears threatening to spill again, although they had just stopped.
"I'll do whatever you want. Just....please don't hurt him. I'll give myself up. Please. Let him go. He has so much to live for." I pleaded into the phone, running a hand through my hair.
"Just.......come sweetie. You'll see when you get here." She whispered, hanging up the phone. My phone buzzed again and I saw that she had sent me the adress. I hugged Jesse tightly and went to the door, but paused. Liam and Bradley. I can't pass them. I flipped the lock on the door, locking it firmly. I pulled on a jacket and slowly opened my window, rain poured in and Jesse barked.
"Shh Jess. I love you." I whispered as I slowly rose the window more. I put one foot out, then the other and jumped out into the rain. I closed the window behind me and looked at my phone screen, checking the address. I think I can handle that. I jumped down to the ground and was immediately soaked by rain. I looked around me, saw nothing. And so I began to run, turning one corner after another......