Can't Stay If It Means Getting You Hurt
Lyra's P.O.V
"What is it? What's wrong?" Jared asks, I howl in sorrow.
"It's all my fault, I got my parents killed." I whisper, my eyes widen. "I have to go, I can't stay and cause you trouble." I immediately take the blanket as I sprint to my room; I put on my purple tank top, my black skinny jeans, my purple hunting boots, and my leather jacket (After I put on some underclothes and some socks.)
Jared knocks on my door, I smell Shannon's scent also. "Can't we talk about this?" Jared asks, I shake my head. Packing up only the things I need, I twist my hair into a simple braid, letting my bangs fall to the left side of my face.
"Come on, Lyra." Shannon calls, I strap my satchel onto my shoulder. After putting on my purple driving gloves, I finally open the bedroom door.
"I have to go away, so you guys don't get into trouble." I say, walking past them. I drop my house keys and my family picture onto Jared's nightstand, as I put my hand on the doorknob, Jared puts his hand on my shoulder, making my skin produce goose bumps.
"Will we see you again?" Jared asks as I turn around, I can tell that he's on the verge of tears. I embrace him in a saddening hug, I hear him take a shaky breath.
"One year." I stress on these two words, turning them into a promise. Jared lets go of me, I give him a kiss on his quivering lips. "I promise." I whisper, opening the door. Once I shut the door behind me, I realize that I'm leaving half of myself with me.
Jared's P.O.V
One Year Later...
I flip through the channels, looking for ABCNEWS. Immediately, a headline appears, making me get closer to the TV.
"20 Creatures Dead in Fresno, California! Strange Hero Still Not Found!"
My breath hitches and my fists clench, "I hope she's alright..." I think, then there's a knock on my door. I open it to find Lyra, cut, bleeding, and loaded. She carries a silver bladed ax, a bow and a case of bloody arrows slumping on her right shoulder, a loaded Beretta '96; while the other is secure behind her, and I see a glimmer of silver knives inside her jacket.
"Are you ok?" I ask, I get answered with her coughing up blood, spraying a little on my face. Then... she collapses.
I catch her before she lands on her other Beretta, I remove all of the weapons and hide them in her room closet. Then, I grab my cellphone, calling Shannon and Tomo.
"Is she home?" They both ask at the same time, I gulp.
"She's home... and she's bleeding to death." I answer, they fall silent.
"We're on our way." They both say at the same time, then they hang up.
10 Minutes Later...
"Take Tomo's car, it's faster." Shannon pants, out of breath.
I carry Lyra in my arms, carefully running down the stairs. She groans in pain, and I smoothly slide into Tomo's car. He immediately speeds to the UCLA Hospital, I softly stroke her hair. 'Please stay alive... please stay alive...' I repeat the mantra in my head, trying to calm my nerves.
As we quickly stop at the emergency room, I carefully unbuckle my seatbelt. "How is she holding up?" Tomo asks, I shake my head.
"She not waking up, Tomo... I don't know what to do." I whipser, trying not to burst into tears.
Tomo parks and I carry her out of the car, sprinting to the entrance. Doctors immediately take her to the ICU, "WAIT!!" I call, then I give her a kiss on the cheek. As they take her away, "Please be ok." I whisper.
We wait... and wait... and wait... I begin pacing, "What's taking them so long?" Shannon asks, I give him an acid look.
A doctor comes out to meet us, "Come with me, you guys." The doctor says, we immediately follow him through the ICU. "She's stable for now, we managed to get all the poison out... after we strapped her down."
Tomo, Shannon, and I look at each other, "What?" We all ask at the same time.
The doctor chuckles, "I know that sound barbaric but she was unstable when we put a silver needle in her, she said it burned." He explains, then we make it to her room. She's strapped down to her bed, slowing fighting the sleeping medication. "I'll leave you guys alone." The doctor clears his throat and leaves the room.
As soon as he leaves, I remove the restraints from her so that I can hug her.
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Running Far (Jared Leto Fanfiction) *ON HOLD*
WerewolfJared starts feeling alone in his L.A home, so he went to an orphanage to find Lyra, A 16 year old girl who don't know her own dark secret... (In the 'This is War' Era)
