Lost

Chapter 20/ Jordan & Olivia

Olivia's POV

"Jordan?" I lay her down and put my ear close to her nose. I hear her slow but steady breath.

I slowed my breath, she's just in shock, not too to bad. Carl came bursting in. "What happened?" He asks.

"She went into shock, but it's normal. She'll be okay." I loosen her belt to let prevent blood flow. I tilt her head to the side just in case she throws up.

I go out of the room and grab my sleeping bag. I lay it down beside Jordan and curl up in it. I am not leaving my sister's side.

Except right now I need to clear my head. I walk out of the room and down the aisle. I open the doors to reveal the outdoors.

I take a deep breath and sit on steps. I rub my temples and take slow, deep breaths.

You know she is faking it right?

I turn around and see nobody.

You're going to hell.

I shake my head. No.

Not now, but slowly.

I take a deep breath as the door opens revealing Rick.

"Hey." He says. I wave in response.

Nobody loves you, and you know it's true.

Rick sits down by me and holds me closer. "It's chilly, let's go."

Like I said before, he just is pitying you.

I peck him on the lips "I'm going to sleep beside Jordan tonight." He nods and goes to sit down.

Jordan hates you too.

I shake the voice out and kneel down by Jordan, she's still out.

She begins to cough, but quickly stops. I rub the side of her face and kiss her on the forehead.

But do you know who hates you the most?

I lay down on my sleeping bag and close my eyes before hearing the voice one last time.

You.

Jordan's POV

It was cold. I could hear soft breathing and the chattering of my teeth. 'Come on... Wake up- now!' I willed myself to wake up. Nothing... 'Come on, Olivia needs you to- WAKE UP!! My eyes flew open and I was met in a familiar place. I looked around to see where the other breathing noises came from and I saw Olivia on the ground next to me. I looked outside and saw it was dark. I weakly got off of the couch I was on and I shakily made my way to the door. I opened it and all I saw was the shadows of everything in the church.

I saw sleping bodies and I looked around until I came across Carl. I carefully laned down and I pecked his forehead. "He doesn't love you, no one does. You're a waste of space." The voice spat venomously. A tear fell from my eye as I got up and went to go back to the room I was in. That is until some pushed me against a wall and held a knife to my throat. I whimpered. A candle was lit and I saw Rick was the one holding a knife to my throat.