Snow and the Wishing Well (Fallen Tales series)

Chapter 64

Chapter 64
Sarah
I woke up at two in the morning. Well I hadn't realized that I had fallen to sleep till I rolled over and looked at the clock on the bedside table. I didn't have any nightmares that night. But my neck and head burned as I grew angry at the thought of what I was going to do. What I promised Justin I wouldn't do.
He lied, lifeless, on his back. When he woke, I would be long gone.
I bit back the tears as I thought about how he would react when he found the bed empty beside him. Would he freak out? Cry? My worst fear was that he would go after me. But I hoped that Gina and Aaron would try to convince him not to.
With the little light I had, I got dressed, pulled the bag of money out from under the bed – it was an extra something to make sure that she would never come after me again – and took a piece of paper from his desk and a pen. I wrote as best as I could in the dark light, hoping that he would take heart in what I had to say. Probably not. But I had to do it anyway.
I placed the note on my pillow and picked up my bag. One finally thing. Saying goodbye.
I walked slowly towards his side of the bed, knowing that this could possibly be the last time. Even if I could come out of this alive, I couldn't risk his safety again. He was better off without me.
I went to my knees, brushing back the floppy pieces of hair that had fallen into his eyes.
I sucked in air, trying to breathe as the lump in my throat cut off my breathing. This was harder than I thought. Did I honestly thought that this would be the easy part?
"Goodbye, my Charming Prince."
I leaned up to kiss his forehead, jumping when I felt him shift beneath me. I had to do this. I couldn't ignore it anymore.
Knowing that if I didn't leave now, I wouldn't leave, I headed for the door.







Justin
The light broke through the curtains, waking me. My ribs killed and my cheek was numb. I breathed remembering what had happened yesterday.  I got bashed because Victoria wanted to send Sarah another message. Sarah was going to go after her, but I convinced her not...Sarah wasn't beside me. But a note was.
I took it, knowing what it could say. Probably, I love you or I'm sorry, or even something like, I can't keep the promise.
But it didn't, it just simply said.

I'm doing this for you

My heart sunk. It broke, into a million pieces. My pulse started to race with fear, knowing where she must be. What she must be doing?
I bit back tears, feeling absolutely hopeless. How didn't I know that she was going to go anyway? I should have realized that she wouldn't have been able to keep that promise.
Then I felt anger. A kind of anger that I had never felt before. It had been boiling in the pit of my stomach for months, I just hadn't realized it. And now it burned like a wild fire. It could burn down villages if I had let it. And all because of Victoria. Now I knew how Sarah felt. She had taken away my everything, and now it was time to make her pay. I couldn't let Sarah do it on her own.
I groaned, trying to ignore the pain in my ribs as I stumbled out of bed. Limping my way to my desk, I took the little orange bottle of pain killers and placed it in my pocket. I grabbed my wallet and my phone, just in case Ma and Pa needed to get me. As I turned around to head for the door, it opened.
It was Pa.
"Hey, you should be in bed," he told me.
I shook my head, continuing to limp to the door.
"No Pa, Sarah's gone, I have to go after her."
I was just about to leave the room, when his body blocked the door way.
"Whoa, what?" he asked.
I didn't have time to explain. I needed to be on a train or bus to Seven Hills now.
"I can't explain, but I have to go."
"Not like that you're not."
Each moment I stood there doing nothing, Sarah was even closer to Willow Tree Abby and closer to Victoria. I didn't have time to argue with him.
"With a few pain killers, I'll fine," I tried to convince him.
"Do you honestly think I'm going to let you go?" he asked.
I knew that he wouldn't, but I couldn't not.
"Pa, if I don't go, I'll lose her forever. Please," I was begging now.
When I thought I had no hope, he sighed.
"Fine, do what you have to do. But promise me that you'll come back. Both of you."
I swallowed. I couldn't promise that, not even if it was the thing I wished to do the most. But I couldn't promise it.
I nodded and he let me past.
I'm coming Sarah, I'm coming.