The gates opened and Ophelia was ready to run out. But one of the sisters came back over to them and started leading them into the room so they couldn't escape.
Shit. Ophelia quickly looked around for something to do. She grabbed the scissors and stabbed it into her arm and pulled it out. She yelled in pain. Which caught the sisters attention. They all gathered around Ophelia and tried to do something. The blood was gushing out of her arms but she didn't care. She had to get out
She suddenly heard an ambulance siren from afar. That's probably Dean. She thought to her self. The sisters quickly picked her up and took her to the ambulance.
Ophelia looked everywhere but she couldn't find Dean. Where the hell was he. The sisters and the paramedics were talking but she wasn't paying attention. She was looking for Dean.
Suddenly the door opened and she got put into one of the beds in the ambulance. She slowly turned her head to the side and saw. Dean, it was Dean staring back at her. Their plans had worked. They tried so hard not to smile.
Ophelia's arm was now bandaged. The paramedics and the sisters were still talking. Which was the great opportunity for them both to run. Dean quickly got up and grabbed Ophelia's hand. They went behind the ambulance so no one could see them.
And they ran.
They ran like their life depended on it.
Like some demon was chasing them.
Their legs wouldn't stop
Ophelia and Dean were running back to their old home. The outerbanks. Hand in hand with huge smiles on their faces. Adrenaline rushing through their bodies. They were free. Free from the wicked orphanage.
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{Red Roses} ~Rafe Cameron~
FanfictionThe fact of life is that pain and pleasure reside just side by side. Just like the Roses and the Thorns, you cannot have one without the other. She craves a love that drowns oceans and burns fire. "What's your biggest dream?" "To have kids, and live...
