I slept lightly ever since Nick Died- which was exactly 4 days 22 hours 33 minutes and 45 seconds ago. I would waver in and out of sleep. I Hadn’t eaten since then, I drank 2 sips of water, in that time. I could feel a heavy dark sheet covering me,I knew from my mom that it was a sign of depression, suicide even… I wasn’t scared at this point I was numb. I lay there a shuffle rolled through the camp; I closed my eyes and just sat there. Maybe death would come easily, quickly? Maybe I would see my best friend. Maybe I would see Nicki, My grandparents who knew?
Scarlett Rose Alexander if you even try to give up your life I will PERSONALLY KICK YOUR ASS
My eyes opened at an inhuman speed. What the hell Nick? That was his voice for sure… I suddenly knew I couldn’t just let myself be killed. I slowly pulled out the military knife from its sheath, when I heard a voice “There’s a grave over here!” a thick Irish accent called.
“So everyone’s dead. There’s food then, we can eat” another voice said
“Mate, listen to yourself! For someone to have buried them someone must be alive” a third voice said “lets look around you 2 take the surrounding forest, Zayn the quary.”
“I’ll check the tent” yet another one said
shit how many voices was that? 5? 5 men? Oh god no no no! Please don’t rape and kill me.
Suddenly my text began to unzip I clasped the knife tighter, my knuckles must have been bone white, I could hear someone close the Velcro I felt someone shuffle beside me and I pounced. In a matter of minutes I had my hand over the boys mouth and the knife pressed up close to his jugular vain.
“Be quiet or I will cut your throat” I whispered harshly in his ear adding pressure onto his knife for good measure. His eyes widened they were a bright green sheer terror clouded them.
“Harry? You okay mate?” The voice asked
I leaned down to his ear “You are going to say yes it is. You are going to be calm you are going to lie. Do you understand me?” I asked harshly
He nodded.
“I’m going to let go if you say anything else I’m going to be the least of your worry’s do you understand?”
He nodded. I slowly let go of his mouth.
“Yeah, mate” his voice shook a tab “I’m Fine”
I covered his mouth again. And picked up the gun. “slowly make your way over to the edge of the tent. He slowly began to move I grabbed him as he got up and I held the gun to his head. And walked around the tent directly in font of the boys.
“MOVE A DAMNED MUSCLE AND I WILL SHOOT HIM IN THE HEAD!” I yelled
“hey hey hey” one of the boys with brown hair and a leather jacket in his hand-which he dropped to hold is hands up- said “ don’t! We aren’t going to hurt you. We just wanted to see if anyone was here and if they could supply us with some dis infectant.”
“Names.” I hissed “What are your names? Say them yourselves.”
“Liam,” The boy in white tank top said
“Louis” another boy said he wore a jean jacket with the sleeves rolled up
“Niall” another said wearing a t back tank top
“Zayn” Said the fourth one. But it came out more like ‘Zen’ He was gorgeous dark sexy, rough.
“Ha-rry” came a small voice I realised I had pressed the gun to his throat so hard that it must’ve hurt.
“Weapons down.” I demanded
Liam pulled his swards out of the sheaths on his back and placed them infront of himself, Louis his hunting knife and Niall his knife. I looked at Zayn his Sword in his hands he placed it down. i looked at him longer and he pulled a knife from his back pocket. I pulled Harry’s double edged sward out and through it in the pile
. “Around the campfire now.” i ordered they did as they were told. “sit.”
i pushed Harry down. “Don’t Move any one of you”
And then i walked over to the wooden box undid the latch and let my pitbull out.
“if you move and I don’t kill you he will”

Notes

THE BOYS ARE IN!
sorry it took so long for me to update i have so much work ugh.
Ill try to update more!
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