Lil Red -Merome-

Chapter Ten -End-

3rd person

Mitch huddled against a tree, his red hood up, wrapped tightly around his body. He sniffled and wiped his tears away, they were practically crystallized! It was freezing! He wouldn't last long out here. Foot steps pounded towards him. He tried getting up, to run, but ended up falling back down, his legs numb from the freezing cold. "Mitch!?" A voice gasped out. Mitch instantly recognized it as Jerome, and calmed down. Jerome quickly picked him up, "y..You need help." Mitch shook his head, lips trembling, "I-I-I'm f-fi-i-in-ne." His skin was pale, lips blue, and he was shaking violently. Jerome frowned, "You need a doctor. I should have never taken you! I should have just let you be...and now...I could lose you." Tears rolled down his blood soaked cheeks. "I...I-I'm g-gla-ade you-you d-did....I-I...l-lo-lov-l-love y-you, Jer-Jero-ome." He fought to stay awake. Jerome broke into a run, towards the town.

He rushed threw the streets. He ran faster when he seen the towns hospital, the one always open. He basically smashed threw the doors, running to the front desk. The girl behind the desk screamed. "Listen," Jerome hissed, "This boy will die if you don't help. If you want to live, save him. NOW!" She instantly called a doctor. He growled the same thing. He quickly took Mitch, and rushed him to a room. Jerome turned to leave, even though he didn't want too. But instantly; officers filled the room. He cursed and backed up, prepared to fight. Guns trained on him, at least seven or eight. "Move and you die." One snarled, pointing it strait between his eyes. He glared at the male, but stood still. 

Mitch woke up in a hospital bed, alone. He looked around. Soon, a nurse walked in, glad he was awake. She explained what happened, and soon, his mother ran in. "Mitch dear!" She yelled, throwing her arms around him. He hugged back. They were both in tears, and soon left the hospital. While walking down the snowy streets, he heard an announcer yell: "The beast will be killed for his crimes!" He stopped, then ran towards the noise. "Mitch!?" His mother yelled. He ignored her, shoving threw a large crowd. He stopped in his tracks. An officer stood on a peddle stool type thing, pointing a gun at Jerome head.
"Jerome!" Mitch screamed. The wolf looked up, and starred at Mitch. Tears trickled from his eyes, he starred into his eyes. Red into brown. Jerome smiled sadly, "I-I love you, too, Mitch." 
Then.
BANG!