He quietly mumbles something under his breath..
"What was that ?" I wonder if he needs something? Water , medicine? Food? Anything?.
"I was just wondering if you could help me with something" he whispers.
"Of course, what do you need?" He's starting to drift off to sleep. Finally .
Great. My best friend is now passed out in my bed . What now?-
As I went to go lock the door , I burnt my hand. What ?! I . Burnt . My . Hand .?! How did I burn my hand ?.. i only now realised that there's smoke coming through the bottom of the door.
Oh god this wasn't meant to happen yet .
Suddenly 2 arms are wrapped around my waist.
... Matthew ..
Somehow he looks fine ? As if he hadn't even touched the bottle .
"Lilith we need to get out of here."
I couldn't speak . My throat started to dry up .
Everything is suddenly moving.
"Lilith?"
"Lilith ?!" He took the glass of water out of my hand , only to realise the burn mark on the other.
I can't say anything. I feel like I'm going to be sick . My stomach is twisting all my organs out of place ...
Matthew quickly drags me to my bathroom , he turned on the cold water in the sink. I'm trying to tell him it's fine , we need to leave. I can't say anything.
"I..-I .. " I managed to croak out.
"It's fine. Everything is fine , don't worry." He's staring at my hand holding under the tap , I want to scream I want to yell at him telling him how my hand hurts so much . But I can't .. my mouth is open .. but there's no sound coming out of it.
After what felt like around a hour of Matthew tightening his grip on my arm it's now started to turn red.
The room starts to become smaller . The smoke is rising..
He grabbed his coat and then signalled me to follow him.
He's now back in my bedroom staring at the window, at my hand , at my arm . Back at me .
He wants to jump ?.. is he insane ?!
"Do you think you can make it?" He's staring at me. I still can't talk. I feel as if I'm eating away at myself from the inside out. I feel nauseous, faint almost a little lightheaded.
It all happens so fast. Matthew grabbing me , the window flying open , and then a loud thud.
I can't see anything .
"Lilith ?"
Why can't I see anything.
"Answer me Lilith ?!"
I can barely hear him .
"Say something , please."
MATTHEW POV :
I hope she's okay. I can't do anything right now. My legs feel like they've disappeared underneath me but I can't stop now. She needs to get away from here , she needs help .
I've been running for about 2 hours with her in my arms. I can't stop staring at her. Her messy hair , her ripped dress , her burnt hand , her red arm her limp body In my arms..
I've decided to sit down in a field. It doesn't seem to be farmland, there's also no house . We should be safe for now.
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One last dance?
Teen FictionLilith Green The definition of a mouse . She has dark blue eyes , long brunet hair and a love for poetry . She always thought there was nobody ok this world who loved her . Truly loved her. She never realised that he did . He always did.
