Evan's pov- We are on our way back from that stupid red carpet viewing. "Babe I don't think she likes us together" Emma says. "Well she is going to have to get over it." I say. As I'm driving I notice a little damage to the bridge we are crossing over. I stop and pull over once we exit it. "Evan what are you-" I shut the car door. And run over to it. I see two figures in the L.A. river. I want to go down there, but Emma will get pissed. So I turn around and get in the car. When we arrive home I get Emma settled inside and turn back for the door. "Where are you going?" She asked. "To check on something. " "Evan those were probably kids" "yes, but what if they were in need of help, and I was the last hope they had, then it would be forever in my memory." I say I then walk out and leave into the night.
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