My eyes slowly slide up to meet his, uncertainty meeting outright fear. "Go?" I begin, voice so torn from the crying that all I can manage is a ragged whisper, "Where are we gonna go?" He bites his lip and I can nearly see his brain trying to piece together a plan of escape.
"We could," He stands up, frantically packing our things, shoving clothing and toiletries haphazardly into his duffel bag, "We could hide out in Oregon. It's a hell of a drive but nobody would think to find us there." He squeezes my hand tenderly in his, as the other comes up to rest on my face, a warm reprieve from the cold my wet cheeks have begun subjecting me to. I lean into his touch, my heart swelling through the hurt. "Sarah, I am so sorry. I mean that. You don't deserve any of this. I promise I will never hurt you like that again." We stay like that, looking into one another, for a few moments, our faces slowly inching together. His breath joins mine, our lips mere inches apart. Just as we are nearing our goal, the door swings open, bashing against the wall, "Shit."
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The Darkness of The Light
RomanceSarah has been in the dark her entire life, but when she's finally rescued and brought into the light, nothing is really what it seems.
