July Apple Pies

Chapter Thirteen

And the story is coming to an end. Just one more chapter after this one and it is over. I don't know if I should  be happy or sad... It's kind of bittersweet, I guess. But I'm still extremely exited for the amount of support I've gotten for this story. THANK YOU SO MUCH and enjoy, my friends!

Chapter Thirteen

RYDER AND NORA WENT BACK to his house in an ambulance. His car was still at the Kremlin’s and he hadn’t wanted to ask Jack to go get them after he had asked him to take the pies to his house so they would be there in time for dessert. So the only option they had left was to ask for one of the ambulance drivers to take them back home.

Since no one was dying, which meant the sirens where off, Nora’s head didn’t hurt too much during the ride. The doctor had given her a few pills for her to take during the following days, and told her she had gotten two concussions. One on the front of her head where the door had hit her forehead and one on the back, where her head had hit the floor. Apparently, the pain had been way too much for her to handle, so that had caused her weird outbursts since the beginning, when she had had that crazy idea of her mom planning everything. Which in little less extreme circumstances would have actually probably been true, anyways.

Both Nora and Ryder fell asleep during the drive. They were both sitting in the front, Ryder by the passenger window and Nora between him and the driver, with her head resting in Ryder’s shoulder and his arm around hers.

When they had finally reached the enormous house, they groggily thanked the driver for taking them and he left them to go back to the hospital.

“So, what now?” Nora asked as she rubbed her eyes with the back of her hands.

Ryder yawned and both him and Nora laughed lightly at their sleepiness.

“Well, we got here in time for the fireworks, so we might as well go see them,” he said.

Nora nodded and they began walking towards the large front doors.

“Can we go check on my little siblings first, though? This near death experience has made me appreciate them more,” she said and Ryder chuckled.

“Are you deliberately making me feel guiltier for what happened? Because spending half an hour next to a hospital bed thinking of a hundred scenarios in the ones the doctors where wrong and you just died where punishment enough, I think,” he said.

“That is probably the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me,” she said with a teasing smile on her lips.

“Then your life certainly lacks sweetness, my friend.”

Nora frowned. “You sounded just like Jack.”

He frowned, too. “I know, right? This spending so much time with him is kind of transforming me.”

“Creepy,” she said as they walked back into the kiddie room.

Many of the kids that had been there earlier where gone, probably with their parents having dessert or getting ready to watch the fireworks. But as soon as she walked in, Nora saw her little brother and sister playing with some Lego blocks.

“I’m telling you, that won’t hold the structure of the house we are planning,” little Dun was telling Mimi while she placed some blocks on top of a very impressive construction.

“What is structure?” his little sister asked, not paying attention and adding more blocks to their building.

“It is–”