The Leader

50- A Field

They kept me in a locked room. I was still tied to the chair but I wasn't gagged. I knew not bother to scream for help. I just sat there scared, sad, and angry. Scared and sad for obvious reasons and angry because Erica was dead because of Sarah. All of this is because of Sarah. A girl who I don't even know and only hear about. I've only met her once but she's caused all of this? I have done nothing to here for her to hate me this much.

And Luke was in on it the whole time. Frenchie was right but she blamed the wrong boss. It was never Harry or Louis. It's always been Sarah! And Natalia!? I wasn't sure before but it makes sense now. But I played with and held her babies. That's so crazy how someone can be totally polite and nice to your face but completely have the opposite feelings towards you.

After what seemed like a few hours of being locked away alone, a few men came in and transported me to a car. I tried my best to struggle against them but I knew it wasn't gonna be difficult.

They kept the bag over my head the entire time and never said a word to me. I tried to ask where they are taking me but no one budged.

I felt my heart pounding in my chest as we got closer to the destination. I knew I wasn't gonna live long after we get there. I started to cry again and breath heavily as I pictured all the people in my life who mattered. Brenna and her unborn baby who I will never meet, jaden whose off at UCLA doing what she's always wanted to, Gigi and Sophia for being so welcoming to me, all of the boys who I knew cared for me out of love for Harry and lastly Harry freaking Styles. A man I was never supposed to meet. Who caused me both pain and pleasure. The man I love. And I will never be able to tell him I love him again.

I felt us stop. I started to pick more at my handcuffs but they were very secure. I heard the car doors open and close and felt someone's hand on my arm and pull me out of the car. The ground was softer. The soles of my shoes slightly pressed into the ground. We were outside and it felt like soft dirt.

I could hear leaves and grass being stepped on. They made me walk a bit before they told me to stop. They took off the bag and handcuffs and I saw I was in the middle of a grass field in the dark with a few flashlights pointing around us. Alexandra and Laurel were standing across from me with men all around them.

"Here's what's gonna happen. You're gonna run." Alexandra said pointing out to the field. I looked over there. It was just grass for miles. No trees or anything. I looked for road but didn't see any. And it was too dark for me to navigate through it.

"Please!" I said as I started to cry again. I rapidly saw my fate approaching me. I thought I could accept it but now that I'm staring it directly in the face I'm too scared. I fell to my knees and pleaded. I put my hands together and was praying to a god that I wasn't even sure existed now that I live.

"Please. Don't do this. Please. I'm begging. Please!" I said in between big sobs. The men picked me up and brought me to my feet. Alexandra was handed a big gun and loaded it.

"You better run. Before I get loaded. I'm a pretty good shot... up close." She said. She started to load the barrel and I looked around and started to run. I didn't know how to even get out of this. I have no idea where I am so how do I escape this? Why not just kill me and be done with it? What kind of sick people want to see me run for my life? Was there even a way out of this? Is there traps in this field that will make this worse for me?

My adrenaline was kicking in and I started to sprint. I looked back to see if she was aiming yet. I heard a gunshot and felt the fast bullet go right past my right shoulder. I almost fainted from shock but I had to keep running. It was an open field so I just had to run as fast and hard as I could and maybe I can find a road or something to hide in or someone will hear the gunshots and help me.

I kept running and heard another shot. This time I didn't see the bullet though. I decided not to look back and just focus on running. I tried to zig zag every once in a while hoping it might help. I think I heard somewhere that it would help thinking I'd never need to use it yet here I am.

The grass was about shin length. It was dry and slightly yellow and crunchy. It's pretty dry and hot in my area so we must still be local. I kept running. My throat has gone cold and dry and my palms are dripping from the anxiety that I have now. It was night so I felt sticky from the humidity and the mosquitoes that were latching on to me as I was running.

More gunshots were fired and all missed me, I think. I could be dead already and this is just my life flashing before my eyes. I started to get tired and could feel my throat get scratchy as I coughed and struggled to breath. I kept running though. My legs wouldn't stop even though they were beginning to feel like noodles. I could hear my heart pumping and my ribs were starting to get a piercing pain in them from my lungs getting stuck to the rib cage. I tried to breath to get it unstuck but my breath was turned into a gasp when I felt something hit my left arm.

I had been grazed by a bullet. I looked back and saw that all of the men had guns and were aiming at me. I tried to sprint again but felt my arm burning. I tried to keep running but I was hit again by a bullet to my right shoulder.

I felt it get stuck in me too and the hit made me topple over on the ground. I turned on my back avoiding my shoulder and tried to press on the wound to prevent me from bleeding out. I was a shot turkey about to be killed.

I waited for them to catch up to me or was hoping they assumed I was dead and wouldn't check. But I heard the foot steps coming slowly. I said my final good byes as I saw Laurel approach me with a gun in hand.

"Yikes. I know what that feels like." Laurel said winking at me. She loaded her pistol and pointed at me.

"Please... you don't have to do this." I pleaded one last time. Laurel smiled at me and cocked her gun.

"Don't worry. Harry will mourn you... for a little." She said. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath trying to accept my fate. I felt the world go quiet. I swear I could hear the insects and the bugs around us. I heard the slight wind and I heard laurels exhale. But the slowed sounds were interrupted by-

"LAUREL!!" Alexandra screeched.

I heard a gunshot and kept my eyes tightly closed. I thought I was dead but then I heard other gunshots and none hit me. I heard something fall to the ground and didn't want to look. I heard people yelling and more gunshots and I stayed down and quiet, hiding in the grass.

"Hunter!" I heard a familiar voice call out. I didn't say anything not sure if I was hallucinating or a ghost.

Then I heard it call out to me closer and opened my eyes. Laurel was on the ground next to me with a bullet wound between her eyes. Her eyes were still open too. I heard the crackling of the grass before I saw the brown curls and green eyes of Harry kneeling down next to me.

"Harry!" I said as I reached out for him. He picked me up to hold me. I wrapped my arms around him and dug my nails into his shirt. I never wanted to let go. The pain in my arm and shoulder were still there but Harry finding me made the pain tolerable.

"How did you..." I began.

"Shhhhhh shhhh we need to fix you up." He said as started to carry me. I saw a lot of Harry's men in the field and they were finishing off the rest of the Theriot sisters men.

The van was gone and it seems like Alexandra got away.

"Harry, it was Sarah, and Luke and Natalia helped. They killed Erica." I said. Harry nodded.

"I know. That's how I found you." He said as he kissed my forehead and got in his black SUV with a ton of his men.