What If?

Chapter 2

Marlene's POV

Why can't I move? Why can't I speak? Why can't I breathe? I can hear everything. I can see everything. But I can't move my eyes. I can feel a soft breeze. I know I'm laying down. I can smell the flowers and hear the bees. But those are the background. I can hear sobbing, crying, sniffling. Ive never heard this cry before. I can't tell who this is. But I can feel they love me and know me.

All I can see is the brilliant blue sky. The perfectly shaped clouds. The sun is gleaming. But unlike usual, my eyes don't hurt. And then it finally hits me. I'm laying down, with my arms crossed over my chest and a red rose in between my hands. Oh my heavenly lord! They think I'm dead! I'm not! I know I'm not. I'm under some sort of spell. In some kind of sleep.

All of a sudden, I hear another voice. This one I recognize. It's Lynn. She's crying too. Her voice is hoarse and she sounds sick. She's talking about my tattoo. The one only she knew about. Chills run down my spine. I know who this is. She's talking to Uriah. I've never heard him cry. I'm shocked and relieved that he cares.

I can hear the grass rustle as he moves toward me. I can't move. I can't jump up, embrace him and then taste his lips. It kills me. What he does surprises me. He lifts my shirt and pulls down the side of my pants to reveal the tattoo on my hip. I can feel his shaking fingers trace the letters of his name one by one. I know it's crazy, but he IS the one. My one and only. If this is what life is meant to be like, then life isn't worth living. I don't want to be half awake.

He pulls my shirt down again and moves in closer towards my face. As he leans in, I wish I could. But I can't. So I jut let the warmth of his mouth run through my body. I feel alive again. I can feel the blood run through my veins. His lips leave mine and my world turns black. Just like that.

Uriah's POV

"I love you." Is all that escapes her lips. It's barely understandable because she's laughing so hard.

I run to her. Overcome with emotion. Her slender hands slip over my neck as I pick her up by her small waist. I laugh and twirl her in the air. After a while, I place her on the ground and lean down to kiss her. It's a short but passionate kiss.

"I love you too Mar." I say. What more is there to say? Am I supposed to say 'I missed you' or 'I could've stopped you from almost dying?' No. None of those things were good enough.

I turn around but Lynn is already gone. Marlene is biting her bottom lip. Her complexion fits the scenery perfectly.

"I'm sorry about her. She's...been a little, well, touchy lately." I say pulling her close.

She slips her arms around my neck once more and smiles up at me. "I know. I don't blame her. It's a lot to take in."

"You know how to fix every situation. Huh?" I ask her looking into her eyes that are surrounded by full, silky lashes.

"It's what I'm best at." She says. Obviously being sarcastic.

"No it's not." I say. She shoots me an insulting look with a raised eyebrow. Don't worry I'm gonna say something cute and cheesy. "What you're best at is being you. Being the loving girlfriend you are."

The intensity in her eyes softens, "Girlfriend?" She asks hopefully.

"Girlfriend." I repeat. She smiles. Then knees me in the balls. "You're also pretty good at self defense."

"I couldn't help myself. I'm being attacked by a molester!" I shoot her a suspicious look and start chasing her around the meadow. I have my Mar back. That's all I care about right now. All I want to think about.