Chapter Twenty-Eight
Falling
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My hand was free... Only one hand.
But I can still use one hand. I just need a plan.
I examined the handcuffs and saw that they were ACTUAL handcuffs so they didn't have little buttons that you push to release the cuff like the ones from when I was a kid.
The keyhole was about the size of a tooth. I don't have and pins in my hair and he took all my cards...
The knife.
The man had left the knife sitting on a pile of clothes next to the bed! If only I could reach it...
I leaned over as far as I could. My arm couldn't bend all the way over the matress so my hand hovered about a foot above the knife. I tried bending more and a seering pain tore through the cut on my stomach and the bruise on my side. I bit my lip to hold in the scream.
Six inches now. I can do this.
I stretched my arm as far as it could go and was still three inches away. I angrily groaned in frustration and pain.
I bent my arm back. Nope, my arm isn't supposed to bend that way... But at least I'm only about an inch away!
Come on Emma... COME ON!!!
I ignored the fact the the cut in my stomach ripped farther... tried to at least...
I gripped the knife with my life and brought it to the cuff on my other hand. I twisted the cuff open and worked on the ones at my feet. I quickly got them off.
YES!!!
I tore the sheet off the bed and tied it around me like a toga. What? HE IS NOT SEEING ME NAKED AGAIN!!!
I crept across the room to a small table where my phone sat. I checked the battery. 4%...
I dialed 999 as fast as possible, standing on the balls of my feet from impatience. "This is 999 whats your emergency?" The woman asked.
"HELP ME!!! I'VE BEEN KIDNAPPED!!!" I said in a loud whisper.
"What is your location?!" She said louder.
"I'm not sure. PLEASE HURRY! J-just track my call! Please!!!" I said in a normal voice.
I quickly hung up and prayed it would work.
Soon, the door opened, revealing a VERY pissed rapist. "YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST CALL YOUR GAY ASS BOYBAND BUDDIES TO COME GET YOU?! WELL YOU'VE GOT ANOTHER THING COMING."
Suddenly, as if on que, my heart started beating faster and the pain from my cut was gone. Fight or Flight...
The man charged at me and swung. I ducked, his fist hitting the wall behind me and splitting two of his knuckles. He didn't stop for a second, turning around and grabbing my wrist with one hand. I gripped his bicep and threw him to the ground. The man wasnt as quick to stand up.
I don't know how...
I don't know why...
I grabbed the knife off the table and drove it through his body. Just next to where his stomach would be.
I gasped at my actions and listen to his screams fill the air as his blood pooled up in a puddle around him.
I heard footsteps through the house and left the man.
I ran up into the main room of the house to see Louis and Niall, both crying.
I ran up to them and wrapped my arms around their bodies.
I remember watching the other guys pool into the house.
I remember the sirens of police cars and ambulances.
But the last thing I remember...
Was the gut wrenching pain that tore through me...
As a blade went through my back.
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A/N
OMG OMG OMG!!! I left MYSELF in suspense!!!!!! AAAAHHH!!! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!! Sorry this chapter is so short! Love you!!! *le bear hugs*
-MamaBear xx
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FanfictionHi, I'm Emma Jennings. I lead a pretty normal life. I live in a normal penthouse next to my normal (in a crazy way) brother. Yep, everything is normal... mostly. Lets just say that adrenaline gets the best of me sometimes. In other words, I have an...
