Many thoughts were going through Marco's mind. Oh my God. Oh my God. They stabbed me… they really stabbed me. Oh my God… I'm bleeding… Oh no… Ellie… They're going to kill me… They're going to kill Ellie.

The leader hung the phone hung and turned to Marco. Marco was on the edge of passing out, his consciousness going in and out. No… Stay awake. You pass out, you die.

"What does this girl mean to you, pretty boy? You're gay. You don't need girls, do you?"

Marco took in a few breaths. "She… she's my friend. You… you hurt her an…and you're a dead man."

The man laughed. "You not really in any position to be making threats, pretty boy."

Marco gritted his teeth. "Did you not hear me? L..Leave her alone."

The man got irritated. "Did you not hear me? Your not in any position to make any threats." The man dug the knife threw Marco's arm and quickly pulled it out.
The pain came as a new shock to Marco. When the man stabbed his stomach, it was deep, but not that deep. This was going all the way threw his arm. H…holy Shit..

"Marco?? Marco?!" Ellie's voice echoed threw the room.

"No…" Marco whispered. "Ellie.."

Ellie spotted Marco. Marco looked worse than he felt. He has several cuts from the guys trying to drag him into the room and tie him up on top of his wounds. "Oh God, Marco."

Marco shook his head. "Ellie… please.. go..." he managed to get out.

The man regained his post by Marco and took out the gun. "Yea, Ellie. Go. But if you do, poor pretty boy Marco gets shot." He held the cold metal to Marco's bare shoulder; they had removed Marco's shirt.
Ellie started to step forward. Two of the guy forced her to the ground, her hands behind her.

"Ellie!" Marco yelled the best he could.

Ellie looked up helplessly at Marco. "Let him go," she said. "Let him go and you can have me."
Marco gasped slightly. "Ellie…"
The man laughed. "Let him go? But it's so fun to torture him!" He cut the ropes around Marco's wrist and let him fall to the ground. The man picked him up and, with great strength, threw him against the wall where he fell to the floor, motionless.
Ellie gasped when she heard a snap. I hope that wasn't his neck…
"LEAVE HIM ALONE!!" she yelled. One of the guys holding her down kicked her.
Marco's eyes slowly opened, his glaze on Ellie. His voice was hardly a whisper, "E… Elli.."

Sirens were now heard.
"You little bitch!" the man yelled, "You called the cops!" His buddies let her go to run, leaving the leader alone. As a last minutes thought before he ran, without aiming at anything, he shot the gun at Marco. His butt was outta there.
"MARCO!" Ellie yelled. She crawled over to Marco. The gunshot had hit his leg.

Ellie gently turned him over and kept him sitting up by supporting him. Marco's eye's were closed again. "Marco..?" she whispered. "Marco?"
Marco's breathing was quick and shallow as the sirens got closer. Marco's eyes blinked open. "Ell… Ellie?" he said softly. "I'm s..sorry.." A small tear ran down his cut face. "I.. I c...can't.. "
Ellie started crying. "No… Marco… Don't say that.." She took Marco's limp hand. "Whatever you do, don't stop fighting, Marco.."

Marco couldn't stay awake any longer, another tear ran down his cheek as his eyes closed.
No… Marco.. don't die… Please… you might not return my feelings, but I love you.. You can't die.