Emmet knew this was the time. He knew he couldn't see Alex again, and he knew she needed to know what he felt. He had written the letter a thousand times.
While she was talking he drew the tiny drawing of the forest. He knew how bad she was at directions.
So he left. But now he was here in the forest. His back against the ground, his face against the sky. Emmet realized this was it. He could hardly breath. But he was fine with it ending like this. Alex knew and that was all he needed. Something snapped. Oh no. He thought. It was the bear from earlier. She was here to finish what she started. But strangely all he thought was, 'I hope it goes fast.' and it was a peaceful thought.
There it was again. Just get on with it! And he almost said it out loud, but the flash of white stopped him. It wasn't the bear. He knew what it was. Why? Couldn't she just let him die?
'Emmet!' she nearly screamed.
YOU ARE READING
Dying love.
Romancewell ALex- a normal 15 yeah old girl- finds a note on a fallen tree, her life turns upside down. she traces her steps back to the glowing embers of the fire she left; but on the way she finds a dying boy. what can alex do? can she save him?
