chap 22-forever

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With Ross~~~

"Your Majesty," the man pleaded. "Don't talk to me!" Ross roared, as he flung himself out the door. "Wait!" The other man cried. But Ross was tired of waiting.

He stormed out of their house. Time to find Laura. His insides flip, sweat rolled down the frame of his face, he'd never been so anxious before.

"Raini!" He cried when he saw her approach him in big steps. "Ross!" She exclaimes back, sounding tired. Ross had never been so relieved and happy to see her.

"Where's Laura?"

Raini shrugged, "I don't know, but Jacob went after her." Should Ross feel relieved? No. He wanted her in his arms, safe and sound, and his arms only.

"I want to go find her," he tells her. "But-," But then Ross started running. He ran, and then see smoke. Gray, coming out of the chimney like clouds.

Something was on fire. This caught Ross's attention, and he changed his direction to the building. He was very familiar with this building. In fact, this was his house.

What had they done? Ross worried as he pushes the door open. Fire welcomes him. There was almost a circle around him, only one way left. He carefully, swung his foot over the fire, then the next leg.

He faced another challenge. Decisions. There was two ways that he could run. One on fire, and the other not. Usually, decisions was hard for him. But not this time.

Without having a second thought, he headed towards the fire. That is probably where the chaos started.

He ran now, dodging the furious fire.

"Ah!"

He screamed in pain, as fire emerges from his feet, up to his waist. Run, run! He ran wildly around the building. He can't see anything ahead of him. Just fire, blurry fire.

Red everywhere. His feet burned, not like the exhausted burn, literally burned. His lungs dry. He can barely breathe.

He round up to a corner. There, men laid on the floor, unconscious because of the chaos they had caused. "Laura!" He coughs.

The brunette was lying on her side, her hair messy and tangled. He couldn't open his mouth anymore, he just kneeled by her, coughing.

He grabbed the knife out of her back. Supringsly, no blood spilled out. Ross was confused, but the sadness overwhelmed any other feelings he had.

He sobbed, shrieked, at the girl he'd been waiting for his entire life. The girl from his mother's letter. The girl who he fell in love with. The girl who he'd tried to save, but wasn't strong enough.

The pain punches him in the stomach, making him gasp for air. But then he realizes, that he doesn't need air. He needs to be loved.

Love is what keeps his curious heart beating. Beating for Laura. Love is air. The air so beautiful, and also breathtaking. It takes you to another place, where you feel loved and nothing else. In that place, there's only the couple, staring breathlessly into each other's eyes.

Ross knew, that he must be with Laura in order to survive. Will his mother ahd father be proud? But looking back, there was no way to escape, anyway.

And then, he heard shouts, sounds like water. Oh no. Ross thought. Then he pleaded, please pass out please die please die.

The sounds were creeping closer. But the fire around them is still fierce as ever. Ross squeezed Laura's arm, and her body snuggled against his chest.

He wished that she could stay there forever, deep and portected from danger. His heart is hers, and her heart is his, his alone.

No one is going to take the privilege of dying away from him. He was forever going to be with Laura. And for that, he felt relived, honored.

Laura's skin was still warm. But coldness was settling in. Ross touches his arm, his fingers shaking and moving slowly. It was getting cold, too. Good.

Ross had never imagined dying like this. But now, he was more than happy that it was going to end where he is :His girl in the arms of his embrace.

Forever.

Just as the first foot slammed into the room they were in, Ross's eyes closed, and the last thing he does is pull Laura tighter, deeper, into his chest, where his heart slows down.



A/N-hellooooo

Sorry if this chap was sad =(

But I don't want to spoil anything for you guys!

so I'm keeping my mouth shut :/

That's very hard for me to do on a screen lol

Ehheeh

About 750 words!

BYE!


-Tiffany





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