Arianna's P.O.V
I slowly opened my eyes. They were stinging from all the crying I had done the night before. I felt Harrys arms pull me closer to his chest as he stirred lightly in his sleep. I didn't want to wake him so I stayed put. I smiled a little as he kissed the top of my head lightly.
"How are you today?" He asked. His voice husk from just waking up.
"Well as good as someone whos just been stabbed, Kidnapped and locked in a room with the only person they hate can be" I said jokily but Harry took it in the wrong way.
"Wow. Just as I thought we were putting our differences aside, you go and turn into a bitch again!" He stood up and walked away from me.
"I was joking..." I said sadly, a little hurt by his words.
"Oh...erm...sorry...I guess" He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly and sat down on one of the rotting chairs. We sat in silence for a minute or two before the laptop screen flashed and a timer apeared. Me and Harry both looked at the screen as the timer began to count down from thirty minutes.
A tatty sheet of paper slid underneath the door next to where I was sat. I stretched towards the sheet, gritting my teeth as the pain soared through my leg. I picked it up and read it out loud.
'While you were sleeping, I Took the opertunity to inject Harry with rat poison. There is a box hidden behind vents, inside the box is the antidote. You have thirty minutes to save his life or it's a slow painful death for styles. Oh and the key to the box is inside Arianna... Lot's of love and hugs, your soon to be killer'
My voice started to tremble as I finished the letter. Tears fell onto the piece of paper as I clutched it tightly in my hand. I was just being selfish, God knows how Harry's feeling. I looked up and tried to calm myself down as I looked up at the distressed boy. I saaw tears begin to form in his eyes. We sat in silence again, the only sound in the room being the timer counting down.
"Go to sleep" Harry spoke softly. I could tell he was close to crying.
"What? why?" I asked worridely.
"I don't want you to watch me die" He looked down at the floor as the words left his mouth.
"Don't be stupid Harry, You're not going to die! I promise you we will get out of here!" I fully broke down this time. Salty droplets of water slid down my cheeks as I clenched my fists down by my sides.
"He said the key was inside you... how do you expect us to get it out? hey? Just go to sleep... Please... for me" He looked up at me. His eyes bloodshot as a single tear fell onto his lap.
"NO! There has to be some way of getting the k..." That's when it hit me. "My leg" I whispered, I didn't think Harry heard me but he heard something.
"What?" He furrowed his eyebrows.
"My leg... The key is in my leg!" I shouted in sudden realisation. I untied harrys shirt that was still wrapped around my wound. Adrenaline surged through my body as I threw the shirt aside.
"WAIT! what the fuck are you doing!?" Harry jumped up as I took a deep breath, squeezed my eyes tight shut and ran a finger over the open cut.
"I'm getting the key out for you! what does it look like I'm doing!" I cried again.
"If me surviving means putting you through more pain then it's not worth it!" He sat down on the floor next to me. Resting his hand on top of mine.
"Get off me... You're not going to die. I promise" I looked him straight in the eye, I felt as though I could see right into his soul.
"Fine, Bite down on this" He handed me the shirt I threw to the side before. I folded it in half and put it in my mouth before looking down at my open leg. I slid my index finger into my bloody leg, Groans of pain escapign my gagged mouth. Harry was looking in the opposite direction. I slipped in another finger and wiggled them slightly, feeling around for anything that could possible be a key. I cried out in more pain. Well what do you expect? I was touching the muscle and fat in my leg.
I put my thumb inside aswell so i could use them as a pincher type thing. I felt sick at the thought of what I was doing. I felt blood pour from my wound. I looked at Harry who stood up and walked towards the vent. He forced the metal cover off and pulled out a small maroon money box with a lock attatched to the front.
I bit down harder onto the shirt as I felt the key. I slowly pulled it out and dropped the shirt from my mouth. Screams leaving my mouth the second I did so. I was in so much pain now, it was undescribable. I cried again, no tears escaping my burning eyes because I was so dehydrated. Harry grabbed the shirt and the key, he cleaned the small piece of metal and cleaned as much blood off of it as he could. He shakily took the key and slid it into the locked. The lock dropped onto the floor and he opened the lid as he dropped to his knees.
I watched intently as Harry pulled out a syringe filled with a yellowish liquid. He pulled the cap off and went to inject his arm. "Wait!" I panted breathlessly.
"How do we know it's not some sort of trick and that's really the rat poison?" Harry looked at me confused.
"Well... it's worth the risk..." He shook his head and injected his arm. He winced as the needle went into his muscly bicep. He pushed down on the top and the liquid was slowly pushed into his bloodstream. He pulled it out and threw the empty needle to the corner of the room.
"How do you feel?" I asked wearily.
"Fine i guess... what about you?" He looked down at my leg. I hadn't dared to see what bloody mess I had made. I shrugged and shut my eyes, resting my head against the wall. "Wait! Ii almost forgot! we have the first aid box" He said loudly and jumped up. He walked over to the chest that we recieved yesterday and pulled out the small green box. He opened it up and pulled out a small bottle of anticeptic and a roll of bandages.
"Please just... be careful!" I hissed as he crouched down beside me. He looked up into my eyes before unscrewing the bottle. He looked around a second before realising he had nothing to clean it up with. He sighed and put down the bottle. I watched carfully at what he was doing before realising he was taking his hoodie off. I shivered as I found myself staring at his perfectly defined abs.
He coughed awkwardly as he noticed me staring. I looked away and blushed. He let out a throaty chuckle before using the sleeve of his hoodie to tip some of the anticeptic onto. "Okay now this might sting a little" I bit my lip and nodded as He gently dapped around the deep wound before actually touching it. I winced and reached out for harry's spare hand. He clutched it tightly giving me an inch of reasurrance. I looked away as he cleaned my leg.
"That should be alright for now, just put a bandage on it" He smiled gently at me. "Put your leg on my lap and I'll wrap it around your thigh" I did as he said and rested my foot next to his crotch. He leant forwards and wrapped the thin white strip around my thigh multiple times before tying the end in a knot so it wouldn't come un done.
"Come here" He sighed and shuffled closer to me once he noticed I was crying again.
"I'm tired Harry. I just can't cope with it any more! I want out... I want Josh!" I wept into his shoulder as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder.
"Shh...Shh" He whispered into my hair. "Go to sleep...You've had an...eventful day" He kissed my cheek and pulled me closer. I inhaled deeply as his musky scent filled my nostrills. I smiled into his chest.
I shut my eyes for a second but soon found myself falling into a deep sleep.
