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December

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December

A bright light shines into my eyes causing them to flutter open.

"She's awake, guys she's awake." the voices around me sound like they're submerged in water. Hardly understandable.

"Astoria? Astoria, can you hear me?" I feel weak and cold, my mind and body are sore. "It's freezing in here." I say as I wrap my arms around my body.

I look around me and see everyone but the person I want to see.

Lewis.

"Where is Lewis?" I ask and try to sit up but end up hissing in pain. Quinn gets paper towels from the trunk and begins to wipe down my body.

"He's coming, he's just-"

"Go, go the cops can't see up here. He's dead and if we're on the scene we could be suspects." James yells and gets in the front seat. The door next to me opens and Lewis gets in.

"Can I do it?" he asks and Quinn nods, handing him the paper towels. He pulls me onto his lap and I lay my head on his shoulder.

He begins wiping the blood off of me and then I hear sniffling and he whispers in my ear.

"I'm sorry, amore mio. I love you so much. I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry." he cries.

I lift my head off of his shoulder. "You love me?"

He looks into my eyes and nods. "I love you more than anything. I'm so sorry I did this to you it's all my-" I put my finger on his lips to stop him from finishing that sentence.

I wrap my arms around him tighter than I ever have. I've missed this, him. I missed his scent I missed the feeling of his hair in my hands. I've missed his voice, smooth as the air on a sunny day.

"I love you, too." I hear him sigh and his heartbeat returns to a not normal pace. "And I don't blame you, I knew you would come for me."

For the rest of the ride, we sit in this position. In each other's arms, trying to make up for the time we lost.

He loves me. Those were words I never thought I'd hear anyone say. I was told nobody could ever love me, but the words coming from his mouth meant the absolute world to me. He loves me, and I love him.

I've found my person.


I've found my person

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