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He was totally not expecting it either. But I guess he had good reflexes cause he braced his arm up in front of him to block me and I ended up slicing his forearm, pretty fucking deep too. He cried out in pain and I froze up.

“Bitch!” He cries out all of a sudden it seemed like everything slowed down for a moment… I mean I just stabbed my guidance consular.

“Oh my god.” I gasped. He was standing in front of me, clutching his bloody arm and I still had the knife in my hand…What the hell was I doing…? Where was Gerard?? Fucking Frankie. What did he take the scenic route to my room? All I could think was Gerard words echoing in my head… ‘ Frankie’s the last resort…’

Before I could even blink Mr S had reached over and grabbed my hand with the knife it in. Crushing my hand so hard I cried out in pain as I let the knife drop from it… He caught it in his and in one swift motion twisted my arm up behind my back, pulling me against him.
He was reaching in his pocket for something now, mumbling obscenities under his breath
I squeezed my eyes shut and found myself praying that this could just not be happening, that maybe I was dreaming, but I wasn’t… It was real… too real…

“Dont hurt me!” I cry out cringing against him once again, trying to shift so there wouldn’t be so much pressure on my arm. It felt like it was about to break, if it wasn’t already broken…

“I'm not You just need to calm down.” He replies and I can feel his breath on my ear. It was making me sick… The whole thing was making me sick. I just became overwhelmed with a desire to get away… I had to get away from him. It was like a feeling of cluster phobia… I needed air. I needed space…

“You are!” I whine as I tried to pull away from him. He wouldn’t let my one arm go. His other arm was kinda wrapped around the front of the me. And when he tightened up his forearm, his bloody forearm… It started to bleed again and I hate blood. It freaks me out. So when I saw it drip from his arm on to the cold cement floor -I freaked and started to cry desperately, doubling my efforts to get away.

“Fuck.” He grumbled as he tightened his grip on me again. Twisting my arm once more a little bit harder now even. I cried out in pain once more but I didn’t even care. I figured if it snapped at least I’d get away… “Stop.” He hisses at me. “I don’t wanna hurt you.” He says and I can’t help but see the irony in that… He doesn’t want to hurt me?!

“Let me go then!” I cried out as I continued to jerk forward. He didn’t let go, not in the least bit. And then I saw the needle…A syringe actually, filled with some kind of cloudy fluid. “Please.” I begged him but he ignored me. Just stabbed me in the arm with it

… I'm not really sure what happened next. I mean I couldn’t really see anything anymore cause my eyes were just overflowing with tears… I couldn’t breathe. I felt so dizzy… and everything seemed to be kinda spinning….

I felt him kinda dragging me backwards again towards the driveway and then a hollow rumbling like the garage door was closing… and that was it…

I blacked out…

I don’t remember anything at that point… The next conscious thought I had was like I was waking up from a really deep sleep. I was in a car, we were moving but slowing down. I knew that for sure. I could feel it… I kinda grumbled as I strained to open my eyes. I felt someone reach over and squeeze my thigh a little…

“Gerard?” I grumbled as I rubbed my eyes trying to focus… Was I dreaming? I mean did any of that actually happen? I was so confused… Maybe I fell asleep in the car again?

Things slowly started coming into focus… I was curled up in the front seat sleeping. But it was in a car that I didn’t recognize. All I could see out the tinted windows were trees and sky… But that’s probably cause my seat was reclined all the way back… I tried to shift to sit up and a hand reached over and kinda pushed me back down…

“Shhh, just relax.” A voice says and I started to tremble. I didn’t even have to look to see who it was it was in the drivers seat. I recognized the voice it was Mr S he was kinda stopping the car now… I felt my entire body tense up in panic. It wasn’t a dream... It was all real… “This outta help.” He says and I glance over and he was holding that damn syringe up again, flicking it slightly, and my eyes widened at it…

“No!” I gasped reaching my arm up to stop him, but he was too quick and I was still kinda out of it... He sorta smiled at me as he plunged it into my thigh…

I immediately felt this incredible heat radiating throughout my body. Felt like every vein in my body was on fire… I knew I had to get away from him but I couldn’t… I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe. I felt myself going numb again, but I wasn’t sure if it was from whatever he just stuck me with or if it was my own body just shutting down…

I heard him kinda chuckle a little as my eyes rolled back into my head and my body went limp once again…

I don’t know if we kept driving or what cause the next thing I felt was someone lifting me up out of the car… I could feel a cold breeze flying up my dress and they were trying to shift me in their arms but cause I was so limp they couldn’t really get a good grip on me… I felt like we were maybe going up some stairs. I wasn’t sure.

I was struggling so hard to focus in my mind but I couldn’t… I couldn’t wake myself up… I wasn’t even sure how much of this was real and how much I was dreaming…

Things seemed to be moving in slow motion. I could hear sounds and words and I struggled to try to make sense of it all…

It felt like who ever was carrying me put me down on a couch or maybe a bed… It was soft… Then I hear voices… angry voices… I struggled to try to hear, to try to make sense of it…

‘What were you thinking?’ I heard a deep voice say. It was kinda garbled but it sounded vaguely familiar… ‘I – ‘ and some more mumbling. ’What was I suppose to do?’ A different voice answered… sounded like the blue eye guy but I wasn’t sure. Everything sounded so hollow… Then I heard the words Chris and kill you…

Kill me?

Is that what they said? I wanted to scream. I wanted to jump up and run out but I couldn’t… It was like I was trapped in my mind… Like when I took those ruffies for fun, except this wasn’t fun… I could suddenly see why Gerard got so upset with that… this was definitely not fun… not at all…

‘how much did you give her?’ I hear a voice say and it sounded louder now, like he was closer to me and then I could faintly feel someone kinda touching my face and my neck. The other voice answered but I couldn’t make out what he said… it sounded like he was far away…like in a tunnel ‘I’ll take care of it- just go.’ I hear someone say and then a bunch of hollow sounds like maybe footsteps, maybe doors. I don’t know… I was just so disoriented… Everything seemed to go black again…

I must've passed out once again cause the next thing I know I could feel someone’s hand tugging down the bottom of my dress, and then something wet on my lips… it was cold… maybe water? I dunno…

Then I felt a hand on my face… on my cheek… they kinda lifted my eyelids open as they leant over me…

It took me a second to try and focus on the man leaning over me… Everything was still blurry and I wasn’t quite sure but it sorta looked like…