Phoenix

twenty

phoenix

The car floor shook underneath my entire body as I laid flat against the floor.I heard the gunshots going off one...by...one.Each one replaying in my head as I tried to imagine who shot them...and who received them.The pain once again emerging within my heart just like it has been the past week.

what has your life come to Phoenix?, I question myself again.

My heart clenched itself with agony as those big brown eyes enveloped my memory with a hug.I felt myself shaking,losing feelings in my hands and legs from holding my breath.Why was I holding my breathing? Maybe it was because my reason for breathing was out there,fighting for his life.

"Ms.Nixy,would you like some water you're turning pale." I heard Lincoln whisper to me from the driver's seat.I shake my head,to afraid to move much.I heard his harsh breathing trying to be tamed by the cigarette in between his fingers.I knew he got nervous too.

He didn't know what could go wrong,he wasn't used to this.According to what Oakley told me all Lincoln usually does is guard the house and them when they go to public places with crowds.He never drives the run away car for their missions.

I clenched my eyes tightly as I felt the sudden coldness of Noah's favorite gem touching my waist.He hasn't let me seperate from it since I've moved in which has been two weeks now.So much things have changed in such little time.Living with Noah has been strikingly amazing but it also has its bad side.

I love him so much,with all my heart and soul yet the one thing that is killing us are the circumstances.Our ages and our situations have been killing us,yet our love is only growing to the point where it's becoming a bit to dangerous.It worries me.

"Nix." Lincoln said sharply before the roar of the engine shook me out my thoughts.I quickly got off my stomach and pushed myself up against the opposite door yet I remained on the floor.Everything happened so fast that all I see are dark figures piling onto the car's spacious seats and Lincoln speeds off before the door is even shut.

I clench my eyes tightly as gunshots hit against the back of the car and strong arms push me tightly in between their legs,bending their upper half over me to protect me.His scent engulfed me.His heavy breathing began to sway itself into my ear.His cold hands,one carrying a gun against my back and the other one holding me with so much love in them.

I started panting as I clung to his body.My hands wandered over his chest,forcing myself to believe that he was alright,that he was here and not out there dead.He was here with me because he wouldn't leave me.He tells me that each time he leaves.

"I'll never leave you."

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Let me see." I whimper when the coast was clear from the bullets of the enemy.Noah picked himself off of me making me sitting in between his feet,but now I was on my knees trying to find a bullet wound on his chest,arms,anywhere because the scent of blood was very strong.So strong that it made me want to throw up.

His large hands cup my face.Blood,blood,blood.Blood stains my cheeks and tears swell in my eyes to see that there was so much blood raining.My eyes widen and I lose my breath noticing the dark almost black color everywhere.It rained.Raining of my cheeks,on the floor of the car,on Noah's unrecognized face.I felt the air being sucked out of me seeing his eyes fighting to stay open.The car lurched forward making me fall into his lap and made screams erupt for my mouth to see his hands fall to his side and head fall back.

"NOAH!" I scream clutching his face.Hands pulling me away from his bleeding state and into a hug of condolences.Why were they giving me condolences.He wasn't dead...he's not.