Taken

Em is abused by her dad and one day she has enough of it. She runs away to her brother Niall. (This is when 1D aren't famous)

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31. Awake

Death was peaceful. Death was cold. Death was dark. I could see a light, a very faint light. I moved towards it, feeling warmth as I neared it. I reached out to touch it but I couldn't see my hand. I felt extremely warm now. It was lovely. Suddenly I pulled back by some invisible force. It pulled me back towards the darkness and the cold. I screamed. I didn't want to go back there. Back there was pain.

 

Em, Emily, wake up!

 

I heard someone calling me as I neared the darkness. I recognized the voice. It was Niall! He had found me! But it was too late. I heard another voice calling my name. It sounded like Louis! Louis and Niall were here! But where were the others? Had Phil and Steve hurt them too? I felt my eyes slowly open. My eye lids felt heavy and I wanted to keep them closed.

 

"Emily!" Niall yelled when I opened my eyes. I was still sitting in the corner and I felt stiff. Louis came running into the room and looked at me and smiled.

 

"Em!" he yelled as he ran to my side. I wanted to talk but when I opened my mouth, no words came out. My throat hurt along with my whole body.

 

"What. Happened." I managed to croak out.

 

"Phil stabbed you. When he smashed your tracking device it set of an alert and we hurried here as fast as we could. When we got here, Phil had stabbed you a few times and you were sitting in your own blood," Niall explained. I saw Officer Barker walk in and told Niall and Louis to leave. I tried to reach out for them to stay but my arm was stiff.

 

"We arrested Phil and his brother Steve. You won't have to worry about them anymore. We are going to put you on a gurney and transport you to the hospital," he explained as two paramedics hurried into the room.

 

One grabbed my upper body and the other grabbed my feet. They lifted me up and I screamed. They set me on the gurney and hurried me out of the room. They hurried down the stairs and I was trying so hard not to scream more. We got down to the lobby and I saw Louis and Niall sitting against a wall. When they saw me the both stood up and started jogging behind the paramedics. They put me into an ambulance and Niall and Louis got in to. One of the paramedics got out and he started to drive away. Niall and Louis both held my hand as the paramedic put an IV into my arm. I immediately started to feel even more sleepy and cold.

 

"What is that for?" Niall asked.

 

"It’s an IV. I have put some pain medication in it, and it should make her fall asleep," I heard the paramedic explain as I felt my eyes close.

 

I don't know how long I slept but when I opened my eyes I was in a pail green hospital room. There was a TV across from me and a few chairs by the window. In one of the chairs sat Liam. His head was down and I could tell he was sleeping. I looked around and then looked down at my arm. It was bandaged up and didn't hurt too bad. I couldn't see my leg of side because of the blanket and I was still too weak to move. I coughed a bit and Liam's head shot up. He looked at me and smiled.

 

"You’re awake!" he exclaimed as he walked over to me. "How do you feel?" he asked. My throat was too dry to talk and he handed me a large water bottle. I nearly chugged the whole thing. "Well you were thirsty!" Liam joked; I guess he wanted to make me smile but it didn’t really work.

 

"I feel like crap," I said. "What happened?"

 

"Phil stabbed you, you have three deep cuts and you nearly bled to death," Liam explained calmly.

 

"Where are the others?" I asked.

 

"They are all asleep. Visiting hours are over but they said that one person could stay the night so we have been taking turns staying. Niall was here last night,"

 

"How long was I asleep?”

 

"Well they don't know how long you were asleep when you were in that apartment, but they put you into a chemically induced sleep after and you were out for two days. The rest of the boys and I have been visiting every day. Louis never wants to leave you here,"

 

"What time does visiting hours start?" I asked.

 

"At 9 and go until 9:30 at night," Liam explained. I looked over at the clock that was on the wall. My vision was blurred and I couldn't see the numbers. "It's 8:45 right now. Louis will be here in like 15 minutes," Liam explained.

 

I looked at the clock hoping that it would make time go faster, but it didn’t. Finally after 5 minutes of just staring at the clock, Liam turned on the TV. I wasn’t really paying attention to it. I was just sorta staring off in the distance. After a while the door to my room opened up and Louis came walking in. He looked tired like he hadn’t slept in a while. When he saw me a huge smile formed on his face and he came walking over to me.

 

“Hey love!” he exclaimed as he gave me a hug. It was a bit of an awkward hug cause he was trying to avoid my cuts and I couldn’t hug him back.

 

“I’m just fine now that you’re here,” I said as he kissed me.

 

“Hey! What about me?” Liam pouted as he sulked back into the chair.

 

“Oh come on Li, you know I love you!” I said as I smiled at him, he smiled back and stood up.

 

“Well I’m gonna go get some food. I’ll be back later with the others,” Liam said as he walked out. I looked back at Louis who had the biggest smile on his face.

 

“Someone is happy,” I joked. He sat down on my bed and grabbed my hand.

 

“I’ve just missed you like crazy,” he said. “I’m sorry that this happened to you. The police said that they had to wait until you were just in one spot. None of us ever thought that Phil would do this,” Louis said. I could see some tears forming in his eyes.

 

“It’s not your fault BooBear,” I said. “I never thought he would do something like that either. He was just extremely mad and I guess he was just done with me,” I said.

 

“What happened to make him so mad?” Louis asked.

 

“Steve, his brother, had been taking pictures of you guys. One of the pictures he took was of you and Niall with the police looking at a laptop and they sorta figured that you guys had been tracking me. He broke my guitar pick and then pulled out the knife,” I explained.

 

“If I ever get my hands on him, or Steve, they are going to pay for what they did to you!” Louis said as he started to yell.

 

“Well we won’t have to deal with them anymore. Their gone. Locked away,” I said. I felt a pang of un-sureness. Something was telling me that something wasn’t right, but another part of me was saying everything was alright. I hoped I was right. I hoped everything was going to be fine, and that we didn’t have to deal with Phil anymore.

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