Brahms pov
I slowly make my way up the stairs. Ever since she left me, I haven't been able to go back into her room. I know she left things behind, she left in such a rush. I shakily sigh and put my hand on the door handle, and twist it and push open the door and I'm met by the brightness of the sun shining through the uncovered windows.
My eyes drift over to the bed. The memory of that night comes into mind.
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Flashback
"Brahms, I'm sorry" her voice very faint. Then, a sharp pain ran through my side. I whenced and let my grip on her go and my hands founded their way to the area of the pain. I looked down and seen a knife stuck into me. Blood spewing out.
I turned my head and saw her grabbing her suitcase. No. Please don't be leaving me. She hurried to the door and I managed to speak up, hoping she would give in.
"Em-Emersyn...please"
Except, she didn't stay. She opened the door and ran. Panic settled in. Is she really going? She cant go! I need her here. I love her.
I inhaled and pulled the knife out of my stomach and managed to roll over and force myself out the bed, I hit the floor with all of my body weight and I struggled to get up.
Please don't leave me Emersyn.
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I avert my eyes to the right side of the room. There's most of her things thrown in the corner from her hurrying to grab things.
I wonder where she even left to. I never got to actually get to know her. Does she think of me as much as I think of her? Does she love me like how I love her?
Even after her almost killing me and leaving me all alone, I still love her. I was angry at first and now..I'm just sad and empty.
Whilst looking amongst her things, I see what seems to be a corner of a picture frame. Out of curiosity, I make my way over and bend down and pick it up. It's a framed picture of her and him. Why did she even bring a picture of them if she never liked him? All he did was bring her sadness. You made her life a living hell. You're not so different than Cole. I sigh at my thoughts and go to set the picture down but something catches my eye. Numbers. It's their house number.
This means she must be close right? It would make sense for her to go back to that place. I just need to find out what area that would be in and then start going house to house. I can find her again. I set the picture down and go downstairs into the study, as I don't have any way to the internet, and start getting out maps of the town.
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Emersyns pov
"Jackson!" I yell and giggle.
Currently, I'm sitting on the back of his motorcycle, my arms wrapped tightly around his torso, as he weaves through different lanes.
"Hold tight" he yells and increases his speed. I have no idea how we havent gotten pulled over yet.
The next few minutes is filled with my constant laughter until we reach my neighborhood. Jackson slows down as he pulls into my driveway and stops. I'm first to get off and he moves the kickstand down before he steps off and swiftly takes off his helmet. I'm still standing here struggling to get my helmet unfastened.
"Here" Jackson chuckles. "I got it" within two seconds the helmet is off of me and he places it on his motorcycle.
"That was so much fun! The amount of adrenaline rush I just got from that little adventure was everything to me. Oh my god and one day-" I stop myself as I was about to rant but I didn't want to bother Jackson with it. He laughs at me when I stopped talking.
"What?" I asked confused but still smiling.
"Nothing, you're just so beautiful" he brings his hand up to my face. I almost feel my heart skip a beat when he puts his other hand on my waist. He holds onto my waist just like...Brahms used to do. He would always hold onto my hips tightly, and that is what Jackson is doing.
"You okay?" Jackson pulls me out of my thoughts. I smile and nod.
"Mhm, now kiss me"
I giggle and move my hands to behind his neck and pull him down and attach my lips to his.
For some reason it always feels..weird kissing him. Not that he doesn't know how to kiss or anything but it just feels weird to be with him.
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Authors Note
I know it's been a while but I think I finally have a plan. This chapter is short but I promise I will make the next ones longer, this is mainly just a filler chapter. Thank you all for your votes and comments, it means a lot ♡♡
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