Don't let me be the last to know. (The Wanted Fanfic) UNDER EDITING!

Don't let me be the last to know. Part 19-

Lizzie Pov-

''Nathan?! What the fuck are you doing?'' Sasha screamed at him. I got up from the sofa in attempt to calm her down. ''I just came over to see if Nathan still wanted to be friends and we ended up watching this film!'' I lied.

To me, it sounded pretty good. ''No he doesn't want to be, do you Nathan?'' She spat. Nathan looked towards the ground.

He was scared of her when he shouldn't be. 

''I'm afraid Sasha, it's his life not yours. So you don't decide.'' I replied smirking. Her face turned red, and I mean red as she stomped towards me, standing directly in front of me.

I winced in pain as her cold hand met my cheek at full force. ''Sasha stop it!'' Nathan screamed, defending me. But Sasha didn't stop. She punched me over and over, I was defenceless.

Nathan just stood there watching. My stomach felt like it was about to explode in pain with the amount of times she kicked it, making me bleed all over. Then she ran off. 

I couldn't look up, I was curled in a ball, trying to stop the pain but it was no use.  Sasha returned and the last thing I saw was a rather large kitchen knife. Before everything faded out and turned black...

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I was in a black hole, nobody or nothing was here. Screaming out was no use, nobody heard me. Pain filled my body; every inch of me ached. What had happened? Had I been hurt? 

My body felt weak and lifeless, I couldn't move. I was trapped. Trapped in a deep, dark hole with no way out.

''Help me.'' I whispered. But nobody heard or answered.

Was I alone?

Because it sure felt like it. 

I closed my eyes, in hope of someone to come and rescue me.

Sound was returning into the darkness but still no light. Where was I? It was such a horrible place I was in. It felt like hell but without the burning. Although, I had the pain; which was almost un-bearable. 

''Lizzie, can you hear me?'' Someone called. It was Nathan. I smiled at his voice, I thought he had left me. ''Please Lizzie, pull through.'' His voice sounded desperate, like he was pleading me. But what was he talking about? I was here, where was he?

I couldn't talk back, I was unable. My voice was barley a whisper. ''Look, Sasha was wrong to do that. She's actually now with the police, I told them what happened and how she stabbed you. I'm sorry I didn't do anything but I was frozen in shock. But whatever you do Lizzie, you've gotta hold on! For me, for Lucy, for Tom, and for Zayn. He's here too.''

Memories flashed to me, like a mini slideshow in my mind. I saw how I was on the floor in pain and then it all happened so quickly. I was in hospital. Zayn was here? He still cared? Wow. 

This wasn't the end, was it? It couldn't be. I had so much to do, so much to say. Not for it all to crash down now!

I cried softly to myself, still trapped in this dark place.

I wasn't ready to die; not yet anyway.

And that's when it all happened...

*Sorry it's a really short part but I have already done some tonight ;) Plus it builds up tension! :P Remember to fan:)*