I'm terrible, I know! I'm sorry! I got Supernatural for my birthday! I couldn't stop watching, I have become an upturned turtle, I can't STOP! No excuses for what I've done but... It was Supernatural guys!!!
Have fun on your trip to London, Charlotte! This chapters for you because I bet you feel deprived of this story (Sorry again x)
[Payton's POV]
'What do you mean?' He grunted. 'Why would you ever want to leave?'
'Well... You said so yourself, it was best that us and Jesus were apart so we could warn more people, tell more people about the end, Ben and I could leave, find survivors and tell them the end is near, send them your direction for you to do with them what you will.'
'But- We're lovers!' He mumbled, his voice quivering and his hands tightened into fists. 'We're supposed to be together forever and ever.'
'But Paul,' I whispered, though in all honestly wants to say "But psycho," I reached forward and held Pauls hands in mine. 'The faster we perge the earth the faster we can be together again and the faster I will remember you and everything that happened to us.'
Paul frowned but I could see the clockwork turning in his head as he thought over my question. 'I guess you are right but... I would worry about you, I would worry that something would happen.'
'Fine then... I'll come see you once a month, I'll travel and I'll come here to tell you that I am safe and I am helping so many people.'
'Payton... I trust you but... My Elizabetha is weak, she has always been protected by me and my brother, I worry that the Elizabetha in you will result in even your downfall.'
'I'll be fine.' I smiled, I stepped towards reluctantly so our chests touched and pressed my hand against his cheek, softly and kindly. 'I have the light inside me, and I found you.'
You will always be my sexy towel guy, even if you are a complete nut job.
He sighed. 'You're right, god's will is whats most important, not my own selfish reasons, and I need to let Elizabetha make her own way into the world, find her own strengths and independence.'
'So you will let me and Ben go?'
He sighed. 'Fine! As long as you are extra careful, take no stupid risks and make sure to contact me or I really will get worried.'
'And what happens if you get to worried?' I chuckled.
'I'll go insane and kill every single mother fucker in this hell hole.'
I froze. 'Umm... Excuse me?'
'Excuse you?'
'What did you just say?'
'Excuse you...'
'No before that.' I gulped.
'Contact me or I really will get worried...' He stepped a tiny bit closer and wrapped his arms tightly around me, almost cutting off my oxygen, I struggled for a seconds because I was certain he swore.... He actually looked insane.
I dropped the subject and wrapped my arms around his waist, letting out a breath of relief as he ran his hands through my hair like the weird little freak he is.
For a few minutes, we just stood there, he was groaning and making really freaky noises into my shoulder and I was struggling not to push him away, grab my spare knife down my sock and stab him...
If it's there... I actually can't feel it there.
Balls! I have no protection! I really have to go now!