A/N: Part two of Victory...
FINAL CHAPTER!!!!
Hello guys! I just want to say a quick 'thank you' to ashelyfab for helping me come up with great ideas for this chapter while I was slowly becoming out of luck. If it weren't for her, this story would've been a goner. Thanks again, Ashely! Thank you, thank you, thank you! 💕
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45 minutes later...
"I thought you said it was a 'half-hour' drive." Laura questioned nervously. Ross groaned. "Well, I haven't exactly been invited every so often from my parents. They kicked me out ever since I was 15. I never came back. It's a little difficult to remember the place I grew up in." Ross retorted, copying her exact tone.
They only had 15 minutes remaining. However, with a few more turns, Ross seemed to recognize the Lynch residents. "I think this is the place. Yeah." Ross stated. His stomach churned.
It hasn't changed a bit. Well, on the outside. Why do I feel as if I'm visiting someone else's house? I used to live here. Oh, right. Axel Jones... God, I hate him so much! I'm going to--
"Come on, Ross! We don't have much time!" Laura said, exiting the vehicle. Ross hesitated, trying to remain calm as he felt his heart beat rapidly. Calm down, Ross. With an even breath, Ross set foot on the ground, closing the door behind him. He examined the physical details the house represented. He faintly remembered it somehow. What about inside?
Ross grunted, absolutely abhorring the crawly feeling inside his stomach. He felt adrenaline creep through him, hair rising. The blond shook his head, biting the inside of his left cheek. Laura was by his side, motioning him to move forward as she held his hand in reassurance. Although his head was facing forward, his eyes meet hers by his side, acknowledging her. Appreciating her. Thanking her for being in his life.
"Let's go." Ross said, grasping her hand in his. Oh, what could possibly go wrong this time? You're dead. She's dead. You think you're mom is going to welcome you with open arms once you "defeat" Jones? Think again. You're just a disappointment. Stop it! Stop it!
Ross heard Laura whimper suddenly, realizing that he'd been firmly grasping her small hand way too tight. "Sorry..." He said. Laura shook her head. "It's okay. Let it out." Funny. Last time I did that I almost ended up punching your beautiful face. It's not okay, Laura. Not at all...
They finally approached the front door. Ross debated on whether he should ring the doorbell or not until his thumb beat him to it. What the fuck?! Why does this keep happening?! Laura tensed up beside him as he took a deep breath. Nothing. They waited again until a few more seconds passed by. Nothing, again...
Laura went to open the doorknob until Ross' hand stopped her from doing so. His eyes stared into her confused ones. "I'll do it - not you." He said firmly. "Fine." She retorted hesitantly. As Ross twisted the doorknob, his stomach twisted. The door creaked as it opened.
A few seconds of eery silence passed by and Ross knew they had to make their move soon. "Alright, Laura, here's the plan," he whispered. "I'll go look for Axel while you go look for my mom, okay?" Ross questioned in reassurance. "You mean, we have to....separate?"
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