Fragile Hearts [DANGEROUS FELLOWS]

⚠️FORTY-SIX: WE CAN'T LET THIS ONE LIVE⚠️

Madelyn. Judy. Sue.

Darkness filled your thoughts, until all you had left were the names of your three friends.

Madelyn. Judy. Sue.

You wanted to see them.

"(Y/n)," came a faraway voice. Was it Madelyn? Darkness started to fill your thoughts, and you felt yourself begin to fade away.

I'm going to see you soon, you thought.

"(Y/n)," came that voice again. It wasn't Madelyn. And it wasn't Judy or Sue.

Who was that?

"(Y/n), get up," they said.

I don't want to, you thought. I'm going to see my friends.

Distantly, as if your mind and your body were disconnected, you felt hands on your shoulders. They were shaking you.

Leave me alone. Let me go.

"Please, (Y/n), please wake up," they begged, and you felt something wet on your face.

Tears.

Harry? you tried to say, but you couldn't make a sound. The shadows swarming your head began to fade, and you remembered the staff room, Dr. Johnson, the screaming...

And his hands around your neck.

"(Y/n)," a voice said, crystal clear. It was Madelyn's voice. "Please don't go. Stay with me."

I can't, you thought. You couldn't let it end like this.

You wouldn't let it end like this.

I'm sorry, Maddie, you thought, fighting into consciousness. I have to go.

"(Y/n), no!" she screamed, and then suddenly you were coughing, gasping for breath. Your lungs and throat were on fire, and all the pain and emotions and memories came flooding back.

"(Y/n)! Oh thank god," Harry choked. "I thought... I thought you were..."

"We thought you were gone," a voice to your side said. You turned your head to see Ethan kneeling there.

If he was here, then where was Lawrence?

"Is everyone okay?" someone shouted, and you looked up slightly to see who it was. Felix and Zion came running through the door.

"What the..." Zion began, stopping in his tracks. "Jesus Christ, Lawrence, what the hell are you doing?"

Only now did you realize Harry didn't have the box cutter anymore.

You sat up, and your eyes landed on Lawrence, dripping box cutter in hand. He stabbed it into Dr. Johnson's abdomen, over and over, each time sending more blood spurting out.

"Who the hell do you think you are? Huh?" he growled.

"Lawrence!" Zion said, going over to grab his arm. Lawrence pulled himself free, raising the cutter again.

"He hurt them, Zion," Lawrence spat. "We can't let this one live."

"He's dead! Look at him!" Zion cried. But Lawrence just ignored him, plunging the box cutter back into the doctor, over and over and-