Chapter 17: Death

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!!!BEWARE!!!- this chapter is very sad!
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-Blake's POV

I'm ready to die. It's time. It's time for me to die. I laid on the hard ground and there was mud and grass beneath me. So this was it. This was how my death would be. In the middle of the woods and probably the men will dig a hole for me and hide my body. Niall won't see me again. He'll probably get married but always remember me. How will he remember me?

As the girl who gave up.

No, no, no.. I wiped my streaming tear and grabbed Daniella's hand and ran. I ran and I ran hard. The adrenaline kept me going. We got closer to a street. Then, a burning, aching pain reached my foot. I touched the bottom of my foot to figure out what was wrong. Blood. More blood. There was a sharp edge that cut it. I had no shoes on so I had to keep running with a blood track behind me.

We were in the view of the hospital, I was out of breath. I fell to the ground, Daniella was able to drag me to the sidewalk. My head was dragging and I'm pretty sure I was bleeding again. My view was hazy and blurry but I believed I could see a doctor in the view.

"H-help-p" I muttered weakly. I tried again and again but I gave up and cried. It felt like hours I was laying there with my head bleeding lightly and my foot bleeding out and my eye sight fading away. I threw up and Daniella just stroked my head.

I was soon grabbed and ran with. It was bumpy and I couldn't breath. My breaths were deep and then they would collapse. "H-h-h." I was starting to recognize the figure holding me, but then I lost it. The big man dropped me on to a bed and everyone was yelling things around me.

"W-w-w" I couldn't speak. I was left to my thoughts.

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-Harry's POV

As I was walking around, tired of being in the hospital with an angry Niall, hormonal Perrie, and pissy Zayn, I saw a girl collapsed near the hospital. I was worried. A little girl was by her and obviously couldn't pick the woman up. I rushed by her side. Her foot was swollen, and there was cuts, scraps, bruises, and scars covering every inch of her body. Poor girl. I checked out her foot. It was like someone had gotten a knife and cut a oval shape into her foot. You could see the bone and flesh and blood just poring out.

"H-h-her head." The little girl managed to say between breaths or tears. I lifted her head lightly and carefully to make sure not to hurt her. Dark red blood covered the middle of her skull. I checked her pulse, slow but still beating. I checked her face to see if she was still awake.

I realized more than that, it was Blake.

I whispered harshly into her ear, "you can do this. Do this for Niall. Stay strong Blake." I picked her up bridal style. "Come on I have to run but stay with me okay?" I said to the girl and I nodded and ran at full speed. I ran and slowed once we got to the sliding doors.
"Help!!!! Hurry!! We don't have time I need help!" Doctors rushed and got a gernie. I lightly put her down on the gernie as they rushed her away. The doctors started hooking her up to machines and yelling words and did emergency surgery.

The girl was behind me still crying. She was about 12. "Come with me and we'll talk." The girl and I headed to the ICU to talk to Niall who was going to be released probably tomorrow.
We signed in and walked to the ICU and Niall was doing his regular pacing around his sectioned off bed. He looked happy and surprising to see me, but when he saw the girl he was worried.

"Any news about Blake?!" Niall said and stared at the little girl who was staring at me.

"Yes. Sit down." Niall obeyed. I explain what happened. "Shit." He cupped his face in his hands. "Can you tell me more?" He said to the girl.

"Y-yes. My name is Daniella." We nodded. As she told the story tears streamed down her face. "My dad is a bad person, he was the one w-who kidnapped Blake. I've been hostage with them. My grandpa helped with the first two kidnappings and so he is afraid to tell the police about it. He helped Blake escape though. They beat her up so many times." She sniffled and I wiped a tear off her face. "I'm so sorry. I couldn't stop it. I was scared. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I sat on the bed next to her and hugged her. She finally took a breath and continued. "I was done seeing her get hurt. I got to know her and she is amazing. I couldn't watch it anymore. It's my fault and I should've help her sooner."

Niall spoke up, "Hey it's okay. Can you talk to the police for me?" She nodded.

"I can't go back to my dad and all them. So can you ask them to put me in like foster care?" Niall nodded no.

"You can live with us if you would like." Daniella got up and hugged Niall.

Then a worried nurse peeked over the curtain.

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Cliff hanger :)
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