Sarah Who?

Part 29 / Day unknown

Hi friends. I know it has been while. I was having writers block. Also the votes are in and there is gonna be a second book!! Yay! ~IZZY
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Sarah's POV

I couldn't believe she was dead. I just couldn't believe it. I didn't want to believe it. She fought to much. Just to get so little. She went through hell and back and I couldn't help her. I grabbed her hand. "Please don't leave me. I'm not ready for that yet." I put her hand against my face and cried. I was the only one in the room so I didn't care. I also didn't care if anyone saw me.

She looked so peaceful. So at ease. I wanted her to stay that way, but alive. I wanted her to be happy, but with me. I knew she would have been happy with me. With my family. With her family even. When she went missing her mouthed cried for days and thought about what she has done. Her mother finally came to terms with the fact that her daughter is gay and is dating an actress.

I looked back at her. And kissed her hand. I went to go lay it down on the bed and her fingers moved. The heart monitor started going again. She was alive! The doctors ran into the room. "She's breathing. She has a pulse too. It's barley there though. Someone get the medicine!" I didn't know what to do. I backed into the wall and sat down in the chair that just so happened to be right there. I started thinking. She had no idea how much time has passed since she has been gone. Does she? I was gone a week. But she was gone a month. I know that it didn't seem that long, but that is how much time has passed. Does she know about Billie? How am I gonna tell her? One of the nurses saw me having my little panic attack. "Honey why don't you go get some food. We will set up a little bed in here for you." She put her hand on my shoulder. I jumped. "I'm yeah. Sure. Thank you." I said standing. I walked out of the room and down the hall to the cafeteria.

I got into the cafeteria line and ordered a salad with ranch dressing. I sat down at a table in the corner by a window. I opened my salad and mixed the dressing into it. I didn't touch it. I leaned back into my chair and looked out the window. Completely lost in thought. I heard someone sit down across from me. I looked up Finn was sitting there. I felt something cold and hard against my thigh. He had a gun to me. "Say a word and I shoot. You will listen to every word I say." I shock my head. Taking a bite of my salad. "Which room is she in?" He asked me. "27." I answered. Trying not to show him how scared I was. "Is she gonna live?" He looked around the cafeteria. "Yes." I swallowed. "We can't have that. Get up we're going to the room." He said sliding the gun into his coat. We got up. He arm wrapped around my shoulder so I could feel the cold metal against my back.

     We walked to (Y/N)'s room. The doctors and nurses were gone now. I could hear the monitor. Her heart was beating fast. Like she knew something was wrong, but couldn't do anything about it. She was right and I could t do anything either. "Pull down the blinds. Shut the door." I did both. I was shaking so much. "Finn please-"
I started to beg. "I said shut the fuck up." He had the gun out again. This time it was pointed at my head. I gulped and back up against the door.

      "Now what to do with you. We can't have you waking up and ruining everything. Let's smother you with a pillow." He said setting the gun down on the table and going for the pillow. I thought of my part as Lana. What would she do in this situation. She would be a pussy and she would man the fuck up. I jumped up and grabbed the gun. "Don't touch her. Or I swear I will shoot." I said. Trying my best not to let the fear show. "I will shoot you if you get any closer." I took a step towards him. Shoving the gun under his neck. I put her hand against the gun. My hand was on his. I was in control. "Pull the trigger. Or I swear to god I will." I said. "There are others. It isn't just us three who want you two dead. There is a whole bunch of people. Watch your back bitch." He pulled the trigger. I screamed. The doctors and nurses rushed into the room. Police officers showed up. I was curled into a ball against the wall. Officers and doctors tried to talk to me. I didn't make a sound. I didn't think he would actually do it. I wasn't even going to. I was just gonna get an officer. I had 911 dialed. I couldn't believe it. One of my closest friends just died. After he kidnapped me. And (Y/N) and what does he mean there are more of them?!