"I'm sorry." she replied, "It's just the way things go"
"No, no it's not." I said, the anger building up inside me. "It's just cruel, I trusted you."
"And you still can, join us."
"No, no more you and me, I could never be friends with a traitor that wants to destroy the only people in the world who are trying to help."
"If that's what you truly believe, then we cannot change your mind." Jacob spoke in a cool and calm voice, "They will take you now"
A door creaked open behind me and a man grabbed the handles of my wheelchair and started pulling me away.
"There is still time to change your mind." Abigail screamed as I was rolled out of the room.
"Well then I hope you see the truth", I whispered, tears rolling down my cheeks, as the door slammed shut behind me.
I was going to die. This was it. The end.
The man brought my wheelchair to a halt and brought a gun to my head.
Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a voice shouted out. A bloodcurdling scream of panic, of friendship, of death and I was pushed out of the way. I fell out of my wheelchair and to the ground.
The gun went off and a body fell to the floor.
The body of a girl that in a matter of minutes had gone from my spark of hope, to my friend, to my betrayer.
Abigail.