Lilith has had a rough life.
Neglected
forced to grow up young,
and distant form most of her peers alongside from two of her friends who are more enticed by the thought of popularity than anything else. Though after she met Scott everything chang...
I woke up to the sound of a gun going off. Were in a different motel just this time way far south, every movement we made was crucial and very calculated even who we spoke to. Putting on a sweatshirt over my pajama shirt.
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darting out the door, Scott was on the ground and holding his shoulder. Running to his side I pulled him as well as I was able into the room. Moving around as I try and find things I needed, Scotts eyes never left me.
"What are you looking at?"
"An angel." Scott said with a smile, sitting up and I ceased him.
"I'd hate to even ask what happened."
"I was nothing more than careless. I was trying to get something for you." He winced
"What was this thing you were so desperate to get?"
Scott pulls out a moon neckless from his pocket. And it was beautiful.
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"Wow." Were all the words my moth was able to obtain at that moment, before I was snapped back to reality looking at his grin. I began to search once more around the room finding what I needed like alcohol a sewing kit and some bandages.
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Along with something for the pain, we had some hard liquor, but I don't think it will be enough to really help. As I fixed him up he proceeded to inform he how obtained such a beautiful neckless. telling me how the man he had gotten it from, became greedy. The man came to believe that Scott possessed some drugs and proceeded to shoot him because the man believed that Scott was lying when he told him that he didn't have any drugs on him. While Scott told me this his eyes never left mine and we shared this moment.
Nothing really happened in the last couple weeks. We shared glances, but he never touched me or kissed me from the first motel that we stayed. I was completely terrified that he was changing his mind on the relationship. After I got the bullet out and sewed him up, I proceeded to wrap it with bandage and was in utter shock how still and content he was that whole time.
"Can we put the neckless on?" He asks with a soft smile.
"That's the first thing you think of after getting stitches?"
"It's yours and I want you to wear it so I can always be near your heart."
"You are always going to be." I murmured. He heard my comment and pulled me close. Looking at me from head to toe, pulled me by my waist and tossed me onto the bed. He lingered above me as if he wasn't just shot and I had to stich him up.
"Careful." Saying as I looked at his bandaged arm.
"That is nothing, I just want to kiss you."
This took me by full surprise. He was still caring. I danced inside my mind though something made me feel uneasy. Though this ended fast as he was kissing down my body, not a single time did he retreat. I found that an annoying buzzing sound would not cease in my pocket no matter how much I ignored it, it became the best of me I found it to be a text from Abby.
Abby -The police are looking for Scott
Scott's lips on my neck at this point I pushed him off. I didn't believe that he could take a life until Derik. When this all happened, I wasn't able to comprehend the message along with what I was currently feeling along with my emotions. Did he, do it? Could he have?
