Escaping you |EDITING|

34-Everette

                              Escaping you

"Do you want to go the beach?" I ask Atlas, sitting on my left

"Yeah, it seems fun." She says, her voice soft

"So then we'll go the beach" I smile. She's been mentioning going for a few days, we just haven't had the time after moving in to the house. 

"Yay!" she exclaims, jumping up and finding something to wear.

We leave a few hours later after getting ready, the drive itself being over an hour long.

She blasts music in the car, singing along to every word, and I cling to each of the things she does, taking in her every movement and cracks in her voice, realizing how much I'll miss it, miss her, when she's gone.

We get to the beach at around 6, right as the sun sets.  I haven't always liked living in Oregon, but the Oregon coast is truly beautiful, this time of day and always.

Would it be cringy if I compared Atlas to the Oregon coast?

We get the towels and bags out the car, her immediately stripping off her jean shorts and running into the water, pulling her hair down and leaning her head back, letting the water soak her curls. 

I follow after her shortly, the beach is mostly empty, a few people hundreds of feet in the distance. 

"You're pretty." She grins as I approach her and I smile at her, placing my hands on her waist and I lean down, kissing her rosy cheek, her blush warm against my lips. 

"I love you." I mutter into her hair, more emotion in my voice than I'd like, listening as she says it back.

We stay in the water for a while, splashing each other back and forth, hugging, kissing, laughing. Moments I so deeply wish could last forever.

When we get out of the water the sun has fully settled into the sky, the only light being from the stars themselves.  Atlas walks over to the car and grabs a speaker, turning on music.

By now everyone has left the beach, leaving us completely alone.

She turns on "make you feel my love" by Adele and grabs my hand, forcing me over to her. She starts sawing to the music and I laugh at her, twirling her around.

I hold her close, her body pressed as finely to mine as possible.

The music floats in the air around us, each lyric sitting in my mind, the luminescent of the stars light up Atlas's features, the freckles scattered across her nose, the green in her eyes being impossibly bright.

"You're so beautiful." She presses her lips against mine, cutting off the words I would've said afterword, probably some overtly sexual joke.

Well yeah, it's you.

I dance with her, as much as she wants, before we both lay on the sand, looking up at the stars and whispering mostly nothing to each other as the music continues to play in the background. 

We eventually leave, Atlas falling asleep in the car on the way home.  I carry her upstairs when we get inside, sitting her down in the bathroom. We both shower and get dressed before getting into bed.

I think the biggest thing I've learned today, is that I can't let her die. She doesn't deserve to die. She doesn't want to, and it's not fair for something out of her control to cause her to do so.

The next morning

"Yeah, can I get blood tested?" I ask the lady at the hospital.

I just wanted to be safe, just in case something unexpected were to happen to her.  I already said there isn't a thing I wouldn't do to keep her alive, and I still mean that.

My blood type Is A positive. Same as Atlas.

I ask the nurse if I can become an organ donar. Im 18, I'm healthy, I qualify. She says yes and hands me all the paperwork.

I understand you have to be dead in order to donate your heart. That's a chance I'm willing to take for her.

I finish getting signed up or whatever the hell I have to do. When I get back home, Atlas is Awake and cooking breakfast.

"Hey baby. Where'd you go?" She looks up from stirring in the pan as I come in the door

"Just out." I respond, walking over and pecking her on the lips. She smiles in content and I eat the food she cooked, going upstairs to check on my sister a while later. When I see she still sleeping, I go back downstairs and sit in the couch with Atlas, Binging Gilmore girls because  that's what she wanted to do. 

I can only hope, nothing fucking unexpected happens.

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A/n: Ah. This chapter is so cute.  And yet so sad.

I love it.

Anywho this chapter is also very short. I'm sorry.

Chapters remaining; 6+epilouge 1&2

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