Taste of love...

Fight, fight, fight!

                                                                              Lilly's perspective:

"Where'd she go then?" I asked myself, looking around every corner for Beth. Em was just wondering around, in her own little world. I felt foolishly sorry for Beth because anything could have happened to her, even though she did play the boys hearts a little. "BETH?" I called down a sketchy alley way. I heard sloppy mouths touching and a small voice screaming for help in the darkness. "Huh...Just drunk lovers I expect." I told myself. But then I heard my name pronounced fully in whispers. I felt cruel and crept down the creepy place, holding my breath. "Lilly!" I heard a muffled voice say. It was Beth..."BETH? What's goin--" I then saw with my sharp eyes that Beth was practically being smothered by Sam. "SAM!" I shouted and pulled him off. "But how t--" "I'll explain later, just help me!" she said, rolling on her back like a demented beetle. "RUN!" I shouted and grabbed her hand, but she was weaker then ever. I carried her and I ran to find Em once more. When she saw I was off in a hurry she followed in my footsteps, jogging next to me like nothing was wrong, not a care in the world. "We're being haunted by a murderer, Lilly," Beth told me, but I didn't reply as I wasn't that stupid. I kept running until we came to a hault...Max was stood their, towering over us triumphantly. "Max?!" announced Beth from my arms, and Max lifted her up, cuddling her close. I just sniffed a little. "Max, I'm weak...just go on witho--" "No, I must defeat Sam!" he shouted in her face, making her throw her head back in surpise. "Let us go on..." He said atlast and we all followed him. It was as if he knew where Sam was all the time as went to the correct alley way where Sam was still in tears and heartbreak. "Get up you good for nothing fool!" I screamed. I began taking steps back with Beth still in his arms. "OKAY THEN, WHO'S GUNNA' GO DOWN? YOU OR...hmm you ;)" he said, laughing and sniggering. He placed Beth back into my arms and I heaved her up as she was at the same age as I, making it a job to lift her. "Now..." Spoke Max, pulling up his sleeves as if he were about to fight him and what we all realized was...he ACTUALLY was going too. They began getting on a proper fight, and Em began coursing the word: fight over and over. I just stood there and saw as two friends were broken apart because of a girl. She'd fallen asleep there, in my arms. I stroked her hair from her eyes and heard her do a slight giggle. Why was it that she must be cursed with people fighting OVER her...not actually battling her? I thought this for a while...