*Jimmy's POV*
As the show went on, I never felt any better. My voice was hoarse, and I was barely awake. I decided to skip the after party, and go straight home.
As I was walking to my car, I thought about if Malina was alive or not. Every time I thought about that Malina might be dead, I felt sick. During the show, everyone apparently heard about Malina, and was asking me the same question. Are you okay? Hell no I'm not okay!
When I opened my car door, I felt a presence behind me. I raised an eyebrow, and before I could turn around, a hoarse voice said, "Jimmy?"
My jaw dropped. I could recognize that voice anywhere. I whirled around, and saw Malina. She had a couple of bruises on her face, as well as a few scratches, and one ginormous scratch that was really deep.
I took a deep breath in relief, and the ends of my mouth curled into a smile. "Malina," I said almost inaudibly. "Malina!" Malina jumped into my arms, and wrapped her arms around me tightly. She started shaking, which usually meant she was crying.
"I'm so sorry," Malina said. "I was so scared you were going to think I abandoned you."
"Why would I feel like that? Malina, you were abducted!" I replied.
"I should've known better than to trust that asshole!" Malina said. "I'm an adult and I should've known!"
"I never felt like you abandoned me." I replied, trying to get Malina to calm down.
Malina looked up to me, and put her lips on mine. I put my hands on her hips, and she put her arms around my neck.
I was finally complete. After all of the sick feelings that Malina might be dead, I now know that she is alive, and we have reunited.
When we let go, I pulled a couple of stray hairs out of Malina's face. She smiled warmly.
I looked at her cuts and bruises, and put my thumb on a scratch. Malina winced, and I immediately jerked my hand away. "Sorry," I said. "How did you get these scratches?"
"A bunch of different things." Malina responded.
Suddenly, my whole body went numb. Malina's eyes widened, and she shrieked. She pointed behind me, but I didn't have the strength to look. I fell on the ground, and my vision went from blurry, to black.