Difference between revisions of "Lonelygirl15 Season Finale 9 of 12 - 4 pm"

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The sound of breaking glass can be heard. Taylor and Jonas stumble into a dimly lit room.

Jonas: *groans*

Taylor: Okay. I gotchya, I gotchya, okay?

Jonas: Uhhh. Ow. Ow.

Taylor: Hang on. I'm going to have to set you down, okay? I'm gonna go over here.

Jonas: Okay...okay...okay. *groans and gasps for air*

Taylor: Okay, I gotchya. Hang on. Right over here. Okay, okay, sit right here, okay? Okay? I gotchya. Oh my god, you're bleeding everywhere!

Jonas: Ow, gah.

Taylor: Okay, shhh. They're coming. Jonas, Jonas, stop it, stop stop stop. *puts hand over Jonas's mouth*

Jonas: *clutches stomach and gasps for air*

Taylor: *whispers* Stop. Jonas, are you okay?

Jonas: *strained* Yep. Where's Daniel?

Taylor: I don't know, I think he's hiding.

Jonas: Are you al- are you okay? Are you alright? Are you alright?

Taylor: No no no. I'm fine.

Jonas: You sure? You sure?

Taylor: You're the one who got stabbed okay? I'm fine. Please, don't die on me! *hysterical* Please don't die!

Jonas: Taylor, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry that I brought you here. I'm sorry I brought you here. You.. you guys were involved with this.

Taylor: No, no. Oh my god, you're bleeding everywhere.

Jonas: No, I'm so- listen to me, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Taylor: Stop, stop talking. *whispers* Stop.

Jonas: You were happy in Texas and you were normal and you're...you're 16 years old. God, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Taylor: No, I wasn't.. I wasn't happy, okay? I'm glad I'm here. I'm glad I'm here.

Jonas: I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Taylor: Okay, stop talking. *sob*

Jonas: I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

Taylor: It's okay.

Jonas: Where's Sarah? Is she here?

Taylor: Don't know. She hasn't texted me back yet. Okay, keep pressure.

Jonas: *more gasps* Okay, okay.

Taylor: Jonas, you know you can trust us, alright? Both of us.

Jonas: I know. She'll come through. I know she will.

Taylor: *whispers* Oh my god.

Jonas: I know that...I know that...I know that you didn't get to know Bree very well. She's really gonna like you.

Taylor: Yeah, okay. Please stop talking. You need to rest. Okay, keep pressure.

• the light flickers*

Taylor: Stay with me, Jonas. *whispers* Stay with me.

Jonas: Ah. *winces with pain*

Taylor: Jonas. Jonas. Someone's coming. Someone's coming.

Jonas: Ow.

Taylor: Stay with me. Shhhh.

• door opens slowly*

Daniel: Thank god, there you are. We gotta go, the shadows are gone. Need help? Let's go.

Taylor: I'm gonna make you stand, okay?

Jonas: Okay. *groans as Taylor helps him up*

Taylor: Careful.

Daniel: Come on.