Chapter 11: The girl next door
"James." she whispered. Her voice sounded so angelic. I thought about what happened, me, passing out. I felt embarrassed.
"Anne. You're okay now." I replied. I tried to get up but I couldn't. I didn't have enough energy to do so.
"Stay there. Did you know you are so HEAVY?" she snorted. I wanted to kiss her but I have to control myself plus, I couldn't.
"How long have I been, uhmm, asleep?" I asked awkwardly. It was really embarrassing when you faint in-front of your girlfriend. I'll never get used to calling her my girlfriend. I love calling her that. She's my everything.
I looked around and tried to look for a clock. I couldn't find one.
"About, three hours? Don't worry, I didn't do anything." she teased. I saw her dimples and I felt like everything is okay after every thing that happened to me, to her, to us.
"So..." I began. I looked at her but she looked away.
"James, you can't do this. We can't." she started. I didn't know what to say, I was shocked.
"No. Anne, that's enough. You can't just leave me after everything. This is not fair. Do you know how much I love you? How much I am willing to die for you? Just to be with you? And then what? You're doing this!" I confessed. I couldn't take her anymore. She already pushed me away and I couldn't let that happen again.
"You don't understand, do you?! You think I want this? You think I don't want to be with you? I'm saving you! You dumb-ass! I love you with all of me! I don't even know if I can live without you, but I got to try because I want you to be safe, James." she sobbed. She turned away, I was facing her back. I didn't even realize that she's crying.I thought this is all my fault.
I tried to get up and hugged her. I closed my eyes and thought something.
"Anne, I know you want me to be safe but you're the only one who can make me feel safe. I don't care what happen to me. I care about you Anne."
"You're an idiot, aren't you?! If anything happens to you, everything will be my fault. I can't. James, please just go. Let go."
"No. If you really love me then you're not going to do this. I promised you something, didn't I? We'll do this together. There's no WE without YOU, Anne." I gasped for air like coming out of water. I gathered all my energy and kissed her. She kissed me back, as I was enjoying it, something happened.
I was standing in the middle of the crowd. It was the summer festival, but I thought, summer festival hadn't happened yet. It was supposed to happen next next week.
I was looking for Anne, I couldn't find her. I found 'myself' yelling her name. The music was loud and every one was having a good time. The crowd was jumping to every beat of the music. I pushed to the crowd to find Anne, but I couldn't find her.
"Anne! Where are you?!" I yelled. Everyone was laughing because of the stand-up comedian in the stage. I looked around and saw Anne talking to a girl. I ran towards her but before I can get her, I heard a gunshot. Anne fell like a bird without its wings.
I shouted her name then the girl ran away. She was wearing a flowery dress and she dropped something. I ran towards Anne, she was lying on a pool of her own blood.
"Anne. Please don't."I kissed her forehead then grabbed the ring that the girl dropped. She also dropped the gun, that I'm assuming she used to shot Anne.
"James. It's---" before she can finished her sentence, I was back in the room with Anne in my arms crying.
"Anne. Look--" I started but she cut me off.
"I'm sorry James, I love you and I'm sorry for everything." she said. I didn't know what was happening then she kissed me.
I kissed her back, my hands on her waist, hers on my neck. I pushed away my thoughts about what just happened and let the world sank in.
I don't know why that girl shot Anne. Maybe she's K, but why is she trying to kill us? What can she possibly want?
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Forever Us
RomanceAnne Mellow is not your 'normal' teenage girl. Well not in a way you thought she is. She has these dreams where she can interact with her so called "soul-mate". When a guy named James appeared in St. Barbara; Anne's definition of normal changed into...