Oliver's POV
All I felt was pain. As soon as the blade touched, pain erupted through my body. I was not alone on this island anymore. They had found me. There was the man with a mask, half-white, half-black. I kept remembering the same moment. The masked man took out a gun and pointed it right between my eyes, and pulled the trigger. BANG!
My eyes open abruptly, drowning me in the darkness of my room. I'm sweating and panting from the dream. I haven't had nightmares about the island in a long time, this was making me uneasy. This usually meant something bad was going to happen. As if on que my phone rings and its Digg.
"Yeah!" I answer, preparing for the worst.
"We got a problem Oliver!" he responds.
"I understand why else would you call me at 2:15 in the morning." I answer sarcastically.
"It's Felicity." Once he says her name my heart sank.
"Is...Is she okay?" I ask already scared for her safety.
"She's... uh... in a really bad shape." He answers as I feel myself fall apart.
"I'm on my way." I say changing into good clothes and hoping on my bike.
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If she knew...
FanfictionWhen Felicity is almost killed Oliver must try to figure out who tried to kill the love if his life. He has to hope she wakes up. Will she?
