A/N: Surprise! I found a tiny bit more time this weekend, so I managed to complete another chapter. Hope you guys enjoy it! ;)
"I've been burning, yes, I've been burning
Such a burden, this flame on my chest
No insurance to pay for the damage
Yeah, I've been burning up since you left
I've been smoking, oh
More than twenty a day
Blame it on rebellion
Don't blame it on me
Wish I was younger
Back to the nineteenth of May
I had an open mind
Swore to never change
Funny how time goes by
Had respect for myself
That river ran dry
You reached the limit
I wasn't enough
It's like the fire replaced all the love
I've been burning, yes, I've been burning
Such a burden, this flame on my chest
No insurance to pay for the damage
Yeah, I've been burning up since you left
Oh, have you ever called
I will burst straight back
Give you my forgiveness
And the shirt off my back
No friends to turn to
Yeah, I messed up that
Wish we could smoke again
Just for a day, oh
Funny how time goes by
Had respect for myself
That river ran dry
You reached the limit
I wasn't enough
And it's like the fire replaced all the love
I've been burning, yes, I've been burning
Such a burden, this flame on my chest
No insurance to pay for the damage
Yeah, I've been burning up since you left
Yeah, I've been burning up since you left
Oh, I've been burning up since you left"
Being in one car with Raoul turns out to be less awkward than I thought it would be. He lets me turn on the radio and doesn't complain when I sing along, only smiling occasionally. Sometimes, we'd talk about anything possible, except about what had happened before. I realized the doctor would probably alert the police and that they'd alert MI6 about the cabin, but by the time James would get there, I'd be far away from him once more.
When the clock on the radio says it's noon, Raoul pulls over at a gas station.
"Wait here." He says, eyes turning serious when he looks over at me.
"I have to go to the bathroom." I answer, equally serious. He remains silent for a moment, staring at me.
"Fine." He gets out of the car, and somehow manages to reach my side in time to open the door for me, wraps his arms around my waist, and lifts me up and out of the car with ease. He takes a moment to put me down on the ground carefully, and I make sure I don't lean on my injured leg, leaning back against the car for support. Before I can move, he places his hands on either side of me against the car, trapping me there, but I realize it must look very sweet to other people around us, like we were just a couple that was having a romantic moment.
"If you even think about running away for a second, you'll regret it if you try. I've been very kind so far, but that can change." He says sternly. I merely raise my eyebrow at him.
"I'm hurt. Why would you think I'd run away from you?" I answer, scoffing. He rolls his eyes at me.
"You'd be stupid enough. Now behave." Raoul mutters before wrapping his arms around me. For a moment, I freeze up, thinking he was going to hug me. Then, he lifts me up easily, holding me bridal style.
"Are you serious? This romance thingy is a really old move, especially for a former spy. And it's embarrassing me." I mutter, feeling my cheeks turn bright red in embarrasment.
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Scars From The Past
Romance[Raoul Silva/OC] An MI6 trainee teams up with James Bond to chase an infamous hacker and former spy. But what will happen when she finds out they have much more in common than one would expect...? What happens when unexpectedly two paths cross?
