"You shot me," Amy stated.
Luke shot up from where he had rested his head at the foot of Amy's bed and looked around frantically before his eyes settled on Amy's. His clothes were still covered with her blood and his eyes were blood shot like he had not been sleeping for days.
Finally he rushed a hand through his hair and stared at her in wonder.
"I shot you."
And those were the first words the two had shared since entering the hospital. It must have been about 2 hours that had passed. It was in those two hours that Luke went home and changed clothes before coming back.
The hospital wasn't that far from his home, Amy wondered as she waited for him to come back.
Luke walked the whole way from his home back to the hospital after changing. He had his ears plugged into the loudest rock track he could find. Hands stuffed in his pockets and head slumped to the ground. He couldn't stand to look himself in the mirror after what he had done. He shot some one. His hands had blood. His whole body actually. To think even for a second, that she....
He shook his head from the thoughts of her death. Amy... she couldn't she just couldn't die.
Before he knew it he was standing in front of the hospital and he sighed. Today something dramatic seemed to have happened. Ambulances were rushing in. Medics were screaming from anywhere to anywhere while running around changing bloodied gloves.
He moved, well he dodged speeding wheelchairs and rolling beds until he reached the room he was so desperate to avoid and knocked once. Then twice. Taking a deep breath, he finally walked in.
Amy at this time had given up hope of seeing Luke again. The terrified guilty look on his face was enough for her to know she shouldn't have come back. She shouldn't have jumped out of his life only to come back like this. She deserved the bullet, she thought sadly sending her pillow across the room.
This wasn't the time for her to rage and awake the supernatural beast she swore would never rise again. She took deep breaths and rubbed away her tears harshly.
All she could think was, she deserved it. She deserved all of it.
There was a knock.
And there two.
She paused un her self depression and watched Luke slowly stroll in.
And for the umpteenth time that day the two just stared at each other. None knew where to begin.
Amy...wad glad for one thing though.
He came back, she thought, he came back.
**
The pack was in order. Every one had been successful settled in. Jobs were attained for all of the working class and the children had been successful in being admitted to schools. Even daycare for those who were too young to go to school.
All the paper work that Jordan had chosen to drown in was now gone. Blake enrolled himself in a clinic to help with his mental health. Felix, much to his dismay was forced to go and finish high school along with Jordan as per his father's orders.
The school was large that the entire building could be seen the second you entered the town. The streets were bustling with rhythm of people rushing to get to work. Kids to school and of course some teenagers hanging out in alleys and smoking weed at 7 am in the morning. Jordan walked beside Felix looking around and taking in the new home. As they took a turn, Felix paused as a little giggle flew by his ears, making Jordan who had fallen a step behind bump face first into his back and bruising his nose.
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Shattered Crystal
FantasyI crawled and sunk impossibly deeper into the couch behind me, biting my nails to hold back the scream of horror aching to burst through my chords. The terrifying and spine shivering sight of flesh being ripped to pieces, agonising screams of terror...
