Fairytales Don't Exist

§chapter 10§

Aliza's POV

Its been about two or three weeks since my so called father kidnapped me. He took me to a place where it was to dark to see and it was extremely cold. it's been forever since I had eaten anything and he has beaten me also. "What's wrong little bitch?" he asked smiling "Are you hungry?" I was starving but I didn't tell him that. "Where's mom!?" I screamed/ asked. "Ha! You think your mother would give two shits about you? She's dead you whore!" he said now two inches from my face. He took a knife out of his boot which was warn at the toe. "You think you can get away from your family? Well your wrong! You wasn't supposed to happen! Your a fucking bitch! You hear me!? Your unwanted you stupid slut! You can't run away with a boy you just met! You can't run away from me!" Rage filled his eyes as hot tears streamed my cold face. He put the blade of the knife against my throat and I could feel the cool metal against my skin. "Now it's time for you to say goodbye, bitch. Not like anyone will miss you or notice your gone. An evil smirk appeared on his face. A little squeak left my mouth. *BAM* A door suddenly busted open and the sudden light from the sun blinded me. Who was my saviour? I thought. I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder and realized it was where the knife cut me. He missed my throat thanks to my rescuer, my hero. Everything soon started going black. I heard three gunshots and then complete darkness.

*Nate's POV *

The officer kicked in the locked door and u saw my Aliza on the floor chained to a wooden post with her father behind her with a knife at her throat. Aliza's father jumped at the opening door and swung at her with the knife but thank God it hit her shoulder and not her throat. The officer shot at Mr. Bekka three times. He fell to the floor. Dead. "Someone help!" I yelled running over to Aliza. They took her to the ambulance just pulling up to the building. I got in and they set Aliza in. "Aliza, if you can hear me I love you. Please don't leave me. Stay here please, don't die. I need you." I whispered in her ear but she didn't respond. I felt tears streaming my face but I didn't care. The love of my life is hurt right in front of me. What else am I suppose to do?

*three weeks later*

Aliza was still in the hospital. She's been in a coma for three weeks now because of so much blood loss. I've missed a lot of school but I don't care. Its not like I could concentrate anyway. I've been staying at the hospital. I never leave. I look like a damn zombie and I kinda smell like one. "Sweetheart, you need to go home, get a shower, and some rest. Aliza will be okay, and if she wakes up we will call you." the nurse said. "No. I'm fine." I grumbled. "No your absolutely not. I promise we will call you as soon as possible if anything happens." she said politely but I could tell she was concerned, I mean just look at me, I haven't showered in like a week and I barley slept any. "Promise? " I asked to tired to argue. "Promise." the nurse said. I nodded and walk towards the exit.

When I got home I went straight for my bathroom to take a shower. Afterwards I got in bed and fell asleep instantly. When I woke up it was about 5:00 p.m. I got dressed in a BVB t-shirt, dark purple, ripped skinnys, black skull jacket, and my favorite black vans. I ran downstairs grabbed my phone and car keys. I pulled up to the hospital where Aliza was. I cringed at the thought of my sweet Aliza being in this place. I ran inside and went straight to her room. I opened the door quietly and went to sit by her bed. I laid my head on the edge of the bed and started to cry. I felt someone rubbing my hand which was placed on my head beside Aliza. Aliza! I quickly looked up. to see my sweet Aliza's beautiful eyes staring into mine. "Aliza." I whispered and kissed her cheek. "Where's my dad?" she asked scared. "He's dead, baby. The cops had to kill him or he would have killed you." I explained. A small smile spread across her face. "Good." was all she said.