Saving Anabelle Cassity | Logan Paul FanFiction

Our Last Ride

Logan's POV
We went home after the beach. Everyone was taking their shower and I was just downstairs in the kitchen, thinking.

Brendan's words came to thought a lot. I haven't stopped thinking about what he said ever since he told me.

I drink a smoothie that Andy had made and left for me earlier and just lean against the counter, thinking.

But for some reason, it doesn't take me long to get a solution in mind.

You're stupid. Brendan is right. You are throwing your little life away by marrying some girl that you care about-right now at least.

I looked towards a blank wall and then blink twice.

I can't do this.

In that moment, I hear Anabelle's voice call after me, coming down the stairs. I look over to the doorway and see her come into the kitchen. Her hair was slightly wet.

"Baby, are you okay?" She said messing with her ring on her left hand. I sighed.

"Want to go for a ride? Just you and me?" I asked and Anabelle smiled.

"Sure." She said. "But let me go get some things first." She said again and walked upstairs.

I set my smoothie down and grabbed my truck keys. As Anabelle came, I noticed that her hands were empty.

"I thought you were going to get something?" I asked and Anabelle gave me a forced smile.

"By that, I meant that I had to go fix something that will be needed later. Let's get going" Ana said, walking past me and walking out the door.

As confused as I was, I let it slide and walked out the front door. I opened up the the Yeti and we both got in, putting on our seat belts and me turning on the truck.

Music started to play and I started to drive out of the gate from my house. I look both sides before driving off to the road, seeing a white care parked near by.

The ride was silent for the most part. You could hear the tires riding against the street and the wind blowing against the truck. I sucked in a breath and then glanced over towards Anabelle.

"Ana, I've been thinking lately about us." I said and I can already sense Anabelle's eyes on me, all filled with worry.

"Why? Is there something wrong?" Ana says with concern. I shake my head.

"I don't think there is anything wrong. I love you and I would hate to lose you. That's why I have been thinking that we are taking things a little too fast. "

We came to a stop light. I looked over at Anabelle and saw tears already growing in her eyes. I kept my lips shut.

"What..?" I heard. The light turned green.

"This whole marriage thing. Don't you think we are moving a little too fast for that?" I said. I could already hear her sniffing.

"If you thought that, then why did you propose!" Ana said, almost yelling.

"Because I love you and I want to be with you. But it's too soon!" I said and sighed." I can't do this"

From the window, I see 2 bright lights coming my way from the drivers side. Before I can press on the gas so that we don't get hit by another car, we're flipping over. I hear Anabelle's screams and yells and only see the rumbling of everything and things falling out of place.

I press my hands on the top of the roof and try to hold on. Before we can land, I saw pitch black.

Anabelle's POV
This was it. This was the moment. The windows were broken and the Yeti was flipped over. On Logans side, you could see the lights of a car. A white car.

Logan was lying their, motionless. He had cuts along his forehead, the blood already dipping in his hair.

"Anaaa" I heard a girls voice call my name, dragging it at the end.

"Come out, come out, wherever you aree" I hear another's voice say. One, sounding familiar.

My door was starting to be forced open and I shut my eyes closed, already expecting the worst. I hear someone groan, assuming it was Logan. Then, I was being pulled out.

I peeked open my eyes and see a small face, one that has been well known for a while. Lydia.

"Oh, still not dead?" She said and I moaned, pleading to be saved.

I'm not ready. I'm not ready!

"Chloe, look who's still awake." Lydia says and I see a beautiful tall girl come in my view. She had short hair and brown eyes. I've seen her in Logans vlogs before.

"I guess you'll have to feel the pain of your death, baby girl." Said the girl, in which I assumed was Chloe.

Something by the wrecked truck was heard, but it was ignored. My hair was pulled and I was sat up so that I was looking at Lydia.

"Did you get my letter?" Lydia asked and I innocently nodded.

"So, I hope you already made your will." Lydia said again and pulled out a black gun from behind her back.

"Lydia! No!" I hear Logans voice yell.

"No! I will enjoy this moment. You stole something special to me! Logan was all I had! Being that said, go rot in hell." Lydia said and aimed the gun at me.

Chloe, who was pulling my hair back, had stepped away. Even without being tied up or held down, I stayed there. I felt controlled.

I thought of Logan. He was the only thing I wanted to think of before my life was taken away.

I love you, Logan. You'll know that very soon.

"NO!!!" Logans voice yelled.

She shot the gun and the bullet went straight through my brain.