Caitlin and I both got out of bed as fast as possible and sprinted towards Theo's old room. Whatever it was that caused that scream to come from the one Caitlin called Tommo needed to be caught, and fast. I grabbed my dressing gown off my bedroom door handle as I passed it and pulled it on quickly. I then reached for Caitlin's hand and gripped it tightly. She was shaking like a leaf.
Before we could reach the room, I could hear footsteps, running, running, away from us and out my back door. I had no idea how we could catch them now. We finally reached the room and I turned on the light. What we saw was a sight to behold.
There, lying bleeding on the mattress, was a girl. She was a little bit older than Caitlin, a little bit taller, her bright blue eyes matching the colour of my own, her brown hair messy around her face. She was bleeding from where a knife had been stabbed into her chest.
"Tommo! TOMMO, NO!" Caitlin exclaimed when she saw her friend there, bleeding fast.
"Caitlin.... help me...." said Tommo between breaths, struggling to hold on to her life through the pain.
"Niall! Niall, can you call 999 PLEASE?!" sobbed Caitlin as she rushed over to her friend.
I stood there in shock, not quite knowing what to do. I quickly pulled out my phone and called 999.
"Hello? Please, I need an ambulance and police! There is a girl in my house and she has been stabbed!" I yelled down the phone line.
The operator already knew me by my voice, and he told me that the ambulance would be here as soon as possible.
"Please hurry! She's bleeding so very fast!" I said, and they hung up.
'Don't touch the knife, Caitlin!" I said when I looked up to see her hand on it. "If you pull the knife out, she'll only bleed faster! The ambulance is coming, promise."
"Okay, Niall." she said, sobbing through her words as she watched her friend go through so much pain and suffering.
I called my friend Elliott (a police officer) and asked him to look after Theo, and he agreed. My nephew had slept through it all.
"Niall...." I heard Tommo's voice say. "Niall... thank you so much."
She was weak, and she was so close to dying. I couldn't help but be a bit scared.
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FanfictionA young boy senses that something mysterious is going on in his home one stormy night. The next morning his uncle decides to investigate and finds a girl, beaten and weak from hunger, curled up on a mattress in his nephew's old room, to which they h...
