Veronica's POV
When I first saw him he had zero explaining to do. His eyes said a thousands words. His face laid out a story for only I to read. He opened a path to his heart. I lost everything to him. How can someone so sweet be such a devilish devil.
His grin made me smile. His laugh did all the talking needed. But.He was too fragile for this fast world.
We're all a bit broken. But he.
Mr. Jason Dean.
Oh he.
Brought the worse out of me.It all came back to me as I watched him play with the bomb in his hands. I watched as he slowly strapped it too his chest. Him looking at me while doing it. Taunting me. A hurt look in his eyes. The bomb stopped beating. Like when the slushy machine stopped working he banged it with his fist. The countdown started up again. This time at 56 seconds.
"Oh my darling what's taking so long." He shook his head. Pulling his fingers into his Raven colored hair. His pinkie touching his ear ring slightly.
I suddenly couldn't resist anymore. I ripped the bomb right off his chest and ran for the woods.
He threatened my life if I kept running. I kept singing twinkle twinkle Little star. I waited till I couldn't see him anymore. I threw it in the lake as I ran back through the trees. Slamming into him face first. I clutched his face with my hands. He did a face that couldn't understand. If I did what I was gonna do. I would be giving my life up all for him. "All for you." I thought.
I slammed my lips into his. He did the same. He placed his hand on my cheek. It felt like leather compared to me. I held his face. My other on his neck. I heard a boom in the distance. Clouding my heart with confusion.
He finally let go and pushed me back. He asked me.
"What was that?"
I gave him a hug and a simple smile.
"I haven't kissed you in a while."
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FanfictionWhen Veronica sees the bomb has stopped for a second. She can't handle herself and rips it right off of JD's chest. Throwing it into the field. She grabs his hand as they run away. Will things go back to the way they were. Or will things never chang...