Fifty one

SCARLET POV.

Margo was coming at me with a knife, and the look in her eyes as they locked on mine was so manic that they had me freezing up even though I knew I should move and get out of the way. It was as if I was at that edge of the hill once again... I could see her clearly and this time as she shoved me to my death, she grinned wickedly, the mirth in her eyes glistening as she watched me plunge to my death.

"No" I gasped, reaching up to shield my face as the knife she held headed straight for my eyes

Someone suddenly shoved me and I crashed to the floor, my head almost smacking against the tiles but I raised my elbow to shield it instead and that took the burn off the fall. Pain radiated up my arms and I groaned, darkness creeping into my vision. I blinked hard and tried to breathe through my nose, and once the fog cleared, I became aware of what was going on around me.

Margo and Pierce were both struggling with the knife she held and she was so hysteric, it was as if she wasn't