Originally posted by BidMyBlood2Run
Angelina still laid on the bed motionless. Her wrists and ankes were bleeding from the restraints digging into her skin. She was covered in bruises and cuts. Her once beautiful facial features were covered in dried blood and wounds.
Alex ran too Angel and cut her bonds. she was barely breathing. "Angel.." he hugged her limp body. "Don't go. Don't leave me..."
She slowly woke up in his arms. She began to cough, clearing her throat from the blood that was trickling down and then she quieted down. She began to move her lips, trying to say something, but nothing came out. She then said it a little louder so he could hear. "C... ccc.. cold." She was going into shock from the traumatizing events.
The heat from his body warmed her up a little. She wasn't even able to lift an arm to wrap around him. She felt so weak, and her body hurt. Her eyes slowly opened. "Love... you.. tt.t. too." She shook a little in his arms, not able how much longer she'd be able to hold on without medical attention. She began to see certain parts of her life flash before her eyes. She saw her mother who died when she was a little girl, her playing with her brothers when she was in pigtails and lace dresses. She saw more scenes from her life until she met Alex.