first ever fanfic so be nice =) this story is gna be based on emily and how she'll cope with things. dont wanna say to much in case it gives it away, but anyway please enjoy and review!
I laughed along side Katie as we left the club. 5am with light just beginning to touch the edge of the night sky, and me and my sister were strolling drunkenly along in the park.
We stumbled along, tripping over our own feet and staggering in all directions. We were both laughing hysterically. I didn't even know why I was laughing and I'm pretty sure Katie didn't either.
We carried on like that for a bit. Drunk. Happy. Care-free.
That was until I realised I was now the only one laughing.
I turned my head towards my twin to see why she had stopped laughing. I squinted in the dark trying to get my view into focus.
Katie looked serious, which wasn't normal when she was drunk. Her face had become suddenly very pale and her eyes were wide and alert; they kept creeping into the corner of her eyes straining her vision as if to try and look behind her. She looked freaked out. I frowned and glanced over my shoulder, stumbling in the process.
A hooded man was walking directly behind us. Following us. I kept on staring.
"Turn around you twat!" my sister hissed. "Don't draw any fucking attention to us!" she whispered.
I did as I was told, and all the fun and happy care-free attitude vanished inside us and instead was replaced by a serious, scared and confused one.
The guy was probably on his way home, but the paranoia through my drunkenness led me to believe something else.
My breathing deepened and I nudged Katie's arm. She looked at me through the corner of her eye and gave me a small smile.
"So I texted Danny and he said he'll meet us just outside the park," Katie said very loudly. I looked at her confused. She'd dumped Danny, she hated him, why would she..? A pleading glare from Katie made me realised she'd made the whole thing up, just to let the guy know behind us that we were going to meet with someone and if we didn't turn up they would come looking for us. Whether the guy following us would actually buy this I didn't know.
We both stared on ahead, not daring to say anything else. The footsteps behind us became louder and louder until it got to the point if he came any closer, he'd be stepping on our heels. I held my breath in silent panic.
He walked straight up the side of Katie, and carried on that way, until I watched him turn off on a side path through the bushes.
Katie stopped. I stopped with her and laughed. "Well that scared the fucking shit out of me!" I said half slurring my words. My sister didn't respond. "Hello? Earth to Katie?" nothing. I narrowed my eyes trying to look at her in the darkness. "Katie?"
I prodded her stomach lightly. "Katie, what's-" I stopped in mid-sentence as I realised my fingers were warm and wet. Had she been sick? I peered down at my hand. A warm dark liquid covered my finger tips.
I gasped in horror. Grabbing hold of her just as her legs buckled, I knelt down with her and held her in my arms. The blood was coming from a large jagged slit in her dress and also in her body. She'd been stabbed. I screamed.
Supporting Katie with one arm and resting her against me, I dived into my bag for my mobile.
"Shit! Fuck! Where the fuck's my fucking mobile!?" tears were streaming down my face. I felt plastic and pulled the mobile free from the crap in my bag and hammered in "999" as fast as I could.
"Ambulance!" I screamed down the phone. "Send a fucking ambulance! My sisters been fucking stabbed! We're in the park near um," I looked around franticly. "Near Roundview collage, we're near the exit near Stanley Street, just fucking hurry!"
I chucked the phone back into my bag and turned my attention back onto my bleeding twin.
"Katie! Fuck!" the twat must have done it when he came up behind her. I let out a cry of anguish.
"Em- Emil-," she started. "I-I cant, fu- fucking breathe," she wheezed. My jaw dropped open. I looked at where the cut was. "l-lu-lung," she whispered. Katie was right, it looked like the knife had pierced through her left lung.
"Oh fuck no! This cant be fucking happening! Don't fucking talk please! Just fucking stay alive." I looked at her ghost-white face, and took hold of her right hand. She now was crying too.
"Don't fucking die on me okay? I don't know what I would do with out you! Please be okay Katie! I love you, I don't wanna have to do this alone! You can't leave me like this! I love you Katie! I fucking love you! You hear me!? Just don't-" I chocked the rest of my sentence off, and embraced her as gently as I could, gripping her hand tight within my own.
I sat there with her until the ambulance came; they lifted her up onto a stretcher, and covered her nose and mouth with an oxygen mask, then hoisted her into the ambulance. I hopped in after her and sat at her side, praying everything would be okay, whilst the ambulance turned on its loud sirens and speedily began to make its way towards the hospital.