I ran over to Pete as fast as I could, desperately hoping that this one wouldn't finish him off, hearing his heavy breathing before I even got there. He was breathing deeper than he usually did when he got the attacks. As I came to a stop beside him, he seemed to have a grin on his face. "You're so gullible, you know that?" Pete mumbled quietly, just as Eliza arrived behind me. "What do you me" I couldn't even finish the sentence before Pete got up and swung a right hook to my face. Vision blurred, I aimlessly stumbled around, hoping to escape, but he grabbed the back of my collar and pulled me back, only to hit me back out again, with my ears ringing. I was like a yoyo. As I spun away, I saw Pete holding an object that reflected the moon and stars, and as he pulled me back up, I knew what was coming. This time when he hit me away, a burning pain, worse than anything I'd ever felt, penetrated my ribs. I heard Eliza scream "stop, please" but Pete wouldn't. He just pulled me back up, but didn't hold me in his iron grip as he swung to hit me. He left me standing. Then I felt Eliza brush up against my back as Pete swung, and I heard something drop to the floor, with the force of a sack of potatoes. Then Pete ran. I heard his footsteps. "Hey" I heard Eliza whisper, weakly.
"Hi." I whispered back
"It hurts so bad." She whispered, almost crying
"I know, but we need to call 999!" I said, quiet as a mouse
"No, I don't need an ambulance, I just need you to hold me, and never let me go."
"But you might die."
"As long as I'm with you, I don't care what happens"
"I don't want you to die!" I cried.
"It's ok. It's my time anyway. God wouldn't have let this happen if it wasn't"
"Ok. Hey, remember that time, when we were younger, when I got a new paddling pool, and
in the summer, me and you played in it all day?"
"Yeah. That was a fun time, we thought the pool was so big, but it was actually really small!"
She said as she reached to hold my hand.
"Where has he got you?"
"Just in my leg and the back of my neck. But I'm bleeding a lot."
"Ok. You sure you don't want me to call an ambulance?"
"No, the best medicine for me is to spend time with you"
"Ok. I hope Pete is found out. I hope he goes to jail!" I said as I moved round to lay next to her. I succeeded, and lay with her, our noses touching, our fingers linked.
"I've been meaning to tell you something for a long time!" She said, her voice getting quieter by the second.
"What is it?"
"I've been meaning to tell you I love you" she said, as her chest stopped heaving, her eyes closed, and her grip loosened.
"No no no no no!" I thought, hoping that she hadn't left me here. I looked at her, her complexion still the same colour as before. But her chest hadn't moved in a minute. So I had to face the hard truth. I started to close my eyes, hoping this was all a dream, but before I shut them, I heard a voice shouting "hey, we need an ambulance over here" and before I fell asleep, I remember being lifted into an ambulance beside her.