Silently the young brunette runs out of the room barely holding her tears at bay. As she runs down the long hallways her mind blanks, the desperate need to get out echoing the pounding of her heart as she skids on the white floors, anywhere but here. Ending up in an alley not far from the hospital, that she despises so much, she allows herself to slide to the ground. Heart beating she stares dejectedly into the darkness her mind breaking in pain. She doesn't hear the voices at the end, the quiet murmurs that turn to shouts as three men stumble towards the light where she sits, two dragging the third man who has been badly beaten. They don't notice her.
"Boss come on he's got nothing lets finish this and go home" the taller muscled one whines. The other, a tall silent statue, gazed down at the beaten man, who now begs for his life. With a short nod the silent one takes out his gun double taping the traitor in the head watching dispassionately as he slides down, eyes glazing over in death.
"Get Jay out here for clean up now" the quiet command holding more power than a scream ever would. Without saying a word the taller man pulls out a phone and starts dialling, while the other walks down about to tuck his gun into his pants when something catches his eye, her.
Throughout all of it she had heard nothing, no self-preservation to jump with as the gun went off. However, as the man stops suddenly in front of her blocking the light her eyes involuntarily flicker to his.
BPOV
Why is there nowhere in this hell that I can be left alone, I think forcing my mind to clear of its pain ridden fog. Come on please move on, chuck some change or a damn insult and move on, I cannot deal with any more, please. But it wasn't the first time that day my pleas were unheard.
"Shit" the second guy now notices me. Shit I echo his sentiment he was huge, definitely a rugby player. "What do we do?" my eyes narrow as he too blocks out my light and potential escape.
Looking behind him I notice the body. Lucky bastard I sigh envious that the man has escaped the pain this world brings. My eyes return to the emerald green ones that watch with a hard closed expression. I feel a slight flutter inside my dead chest, fear maybe.
I wonder if he will kill me, biting on my lip I curl up as he comes nearer.
"Who are you?" his voice is so gentle, deceptively so, he holds out his hand almost as if he thinks I will miss the one he places on his gun.
"Leave me, please" A small broken whisper is all I can force out of my cracked lips as I beg them with my eyes to leave me to my misery. The bigger one puts his hand on greenies shoulder as if to pull him back.
"Ed lets go she won't say anything, didn't even flinch when we capped him." He speaks quietly as if to a startled animal. Which is what I must look like I muse as the man kneels down shaking his head.
"If she saw she could report this, best we take her with us, she is obviously in shock" the other man nods and walks away. Only when the hand that was reaching out to me grasps my arm I jerk away. His words through my mind the meaning becomes clear take her… shit they want to take me away from here away from the hospital no! "Leave me the fuck alone" spitting out I rear back, hopefully I can provoke him enough so I can run or he can deal with me.
"Shh I won't hurt you" lies are all I can hear but in that moment they feel so much better than the truth. But still, I don't care who he is or what he carries I am not going anywhere. Shaking my head I spit at him. Shocked he pulls back and then the gun comes out.
"Listen lady we need to get going now! So either I shoot you and leave you with him" jerking his gun at the lifeless expression on the dead guys face "or you quit acting like a bitch and come with me" anger flashes in his eyes as I turn from him amused at his efforts to frighten me. It would have worked too just last night, hell last night I would have already been running... I trail off in my head as I notice the second guy reach forward grasping his friends shoulder.
"Edward seriously man, you don't want to hurt her out of anger come on just knock her out or something" desperation at that statement fills me I can't leave here I may have run to escape the horror of that room but I cannot leave the hospital. "Shoot me or leave me here to die I don't give a fuck but I am not leaving this place you arsewipe" screaming into his face they both jump at the life I poor out, but the effort exhausts me and I barely have enough left for a sob. Leaning back and not caring anymore I gaze up at the sky just whishing he would now kill me.
He moved so suddenly I didn't even have time to react; the world went black as I felt myself being lifted up sighing in content at the blankness filling my mind instead of the anguish that had consumed it before.