Out Of Time
I don't own anything
All my thoughts feel like they're running away from me. Everything that was ever
important to me is slipping through my fingers. I'm dieing. I can feel it. I can smell it. I can
taste it. The desperate, uneven beats of my heart pushes my blood through my beaten
body, and out of the gaping wound on my stomach. I watch my blood as it spills onto the
forest floor. The combined sent of the earthy ground and blood makes me gag.
"Spencer! Spencer, where are you." I can hear Aria screaming my name in the
distance, along with the other girls. How did the find me? Did they see my wreked car on
the side of the road? Did A text them? I can see their flashlights swinging wildly through
the darkness as they franticly search for me. I try to call out to them, but end up choking
on blood. I cough up a mouthful of blood and my lungs spasm as they try to take in air.
Spots dance in my vision. I can barly hear the girls and I no longer can their lights. They're
going the wrong way. Away from me. They'll never find me in the dark.
I can feel myself being pulled into darkness. It would easy to let it take me. I'm in
so much pain, and being alive, being Spencer, has been so hard. But I can't die. Not yet. I
have too many things to say, too many regrets. And information that will save everyone I
love. I know who is on the A team, I know their secrets. I know everything. And it's all
my fault.
Should I keep going?