It hurt like hell. Hell would actually be an understatement. If one could describe the combination of being ripped in half and burned alive, then they might be able to describe what Y/n felt when she landed. Every fiber of her being screamed in agony as she writhed in pain on the cold asphalt of the alley. She couldn't even begin to comprehend her surroundings, let alone where she'd come from. ~~~~~ "Who are you?" Y/n asked the boy. "You don't remember me?" The boy asked, taken aback by her forgetfulness. "Should I?" "I'm Five Hargreeves... Your-" He choked on his words, tears filling his eyes. "Your boyfriend..." ~~~~~ The first book does not belong to me. It belongs to @all_things_dean Please go read that first. The plot is a mix of both mine and the original author's plans. I have full permission to write this sequel.All Rights Reserved