Our Love Story

Our Love Story: 4

*Thomas's Pov*
I made my way back to Brooke's tent and saw her sleeping peacefully. How I wish she looks at me like she looks at Dylan, I wish she loves me like she loves Dylan. I shook my head to remove those thoughts, get over it Thomas, she will never like you.
"Brooke? Come on wake up, lunch is here." She stirred and stirred until she finally open her eyes. "Oh, hi Thomas, uhm... What did you say?" She asked in her sleepy voice and rubbing her eyes like a baby. "Lunch is ready." I said.
She sat up and started munching the sandwich. "Thanks Tommy" she said, oh how I love it when she's calling me that. "It's nothing baby doll." I rubbed her messy bed hair.
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"Hey Thomas?" Brook asked.
She laid her head on my chest "Mhm?" I asked her and start playing with her hair. "Do you think I'll ever have a chance with Dylan?" She asked. That question actually hurt me. "I-ugh I'm sorry, Brooke, but in this situation, I think it's all a blur, I- I don't know, I'm sorry." I hugged her tightly. "I-it's fine, don't worry, I know you're just being an Honest friend."Ouch. That hurt. Friend. "Can, well, Thomas I think you should head to your tent now, and besides, I'm going to dress up too." "Well, sure, I'm also going to take a shower." I said standing up and leaving her tent to give her some privacy.
I went to take a shower and changed my clothes. While I was fixing my hair, I felt someone grabbed my arm. I turned around to be punched in the mouth. "What did you do to Reagan?!" He said holding my shirt and slamming me on the wall. "I did it for her own good." I answered spitting blood on his face. "Well you did a mistake." He said. "Remember, i didn't do a mistake. It's called revenge. You're the one who did a mistake not believing your best friend and believing your stupid girlfriend." I said punching him back on the face. He punched back and soon we were punching each other.
*Brooke's pov*
Where's  Thomas? I thought. Maybe he's still taking a bath. Might as well sleep first. I lay down and close my eyes and soon I was sleeping.
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I opened my eyes and I'm met by a smoky tent. I started coughing, I'm starting to loose oxygen. I zipped my tent open and I'm met with a fire. I went outside and try to look for a way out but I'm seriously inside a ring of fire. Like literally. I saw a shadow moving and I saw Reagan holding a gas bottle and a match in her hands. I tried running towards her but it's to late. I lost my oxygen and my sight starts being blurry. I blacked out.
*Dylan's Pov*
"Babe!" Someone shouted as soon as I was about to punch Thomas. We both stopped and looked at the figure running towards us. Reagan. "Babe, I-it's, Brooke." Before I could ask something, Thomas asked something. "What about her?! Did you hurt her again?!" Thomas asked.
Reagan shook her head and broke into sobs. Thomas ran going to Brooke's tent and I stayed comforting Reagan until I heard a scream. "SOMEONE HELP ME! CALL THE AMBULANCE! NOW!" The voice shouted. From that British accent, I knew exactly who screamed. Thomas. I ran going to their direction and saw that people are trying to kill the fire. After a Minute, the fire actually died down. The ambulance came and it killed me to see who they're putting on the stretcher. Her. Brooke. My best friend. The cops came and started questioning Thomas. He covered his mouth and started crying. He went in the ambulance and so did I.
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Dilly Doo 🎶 Hello every munchkins! I'm sorry, things got caught up and I forgot to update and yeah, I hope ya'll  forgive me. If anyone is reading this, well, I'm sorry for this short and sucky chapter. Hope you like it! I think I'll be updating later or Tom. I'm still thinking of it though. Thanks!