I am the Fire Angels other Half (Final book to 'I am a super human. Ross Lynch. COMPLETE)

Chapter thirty-five: the show must go on

Previously on 'I am the Fire Angels other Half':

"I'm sorry." he cried.

"Shhh, its okay." I rubbed the back of his head.

At this moment, I knew Ross was broken.

A boy who lost everything, at such a young age.

Then I knew that I would stop at nothing to help Ross.

Even if it means turning my self in, just to meet death.

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I peeked my head from behind a corner.

Making sure no one was down the hall.

After making sure it was clear, I continued to run down the empty hall way.

When Ross broke down in my arms, I knew what I needed to do.

I would go to Mrs. Silver, let her kill me so Ross had Ratliff back.

I wouldn't be able to stand seeing Ross without Ratliff.

Even if I couldn't see them at all.

Turning down another hall way, I ran down to the last door at the end.

Mrs. Silver

This was her office, the place where things went nuts.

I walked all the way to Mrs. Silvers room.

I lightly knocked on the door.

"Come in." she said.

I walked in.

"Oh hello Alexis," she looked at her computer. "What do you need?"

"I want to talk to you." I said.

She nodded still looking at her computer.

"About some provacy, that I'm supost to be in."

She looked up at me.

"Who told you that?" she questioned.

"Does it matter? you lied to me." I said looking her in the eyes.

"No, I just kept something from you." she said.

"What's the difference?" I snapped. "You still didn't tell me." I started to get mad.

"I didn't tell you for your protection." she said.

"Bull." I snapped.

Her eyes went wide.

"I knew about this hole thing, and you never even brought up the slightest bit of information!" I yelled.

She reached under her desk.

"Don't even think about pushing the emergency button." I said making her stop.

She looked shocked.

"Alexis, what has gotten into you?" she asked.

"Reality." I said walking out.

Slamming the door.

Never wanted to replay that moment.

I grabbed the door handle and slowly turned it, opening the door.

It was dark, and seemed to be rearanged from the last time I was here.

There was only a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling, making this look like a sence from a horror movie.