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Chapter 7.5: Chris' POV

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This is Chris' last moments and thoughts...

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I swing my foot around the motorcycle and wrap my arms around his torso to keep me stable on the bike.

"Where are we going?" I laugh trying to hide my blush.

"Well," he looks at me, his eyes enchanting, "My family used to go down to the docks when I was younger and it's beautiful during fall. I know it's kind of sappy but."

"No, no it's great." I smile. He starts the motor and we head off down a scenic route lined with large trees and wildflowers. My breath is taken away by a) the view and b) his strong abs keeping me from falling off.

"This is it," he gives me his hand and grabs the basket from the back of the bike.

"It's amazing," I whisper looking at the water that ripples with mystery. I get lost in thought of him when he was younger and what he might be like then.

"Whatcha thinking about," he smirks looking at me intently.

"Nothing, it's embarrassing," I scoff.

"Oh come on," he pokes me in the side, "I told you my awkward fetus days."

"I-I was just thinking about the memories you probably have here," I shrug.

"Just think about the memories you can have here as well," he looks down then back at me, making butterflies have a seizure in my stomach. We sit down, our fingers still interlocked.

"Oh sorry," I grab my phone and see the Emma has asked for a picture of him, "This is gonna sound weird but, can we take a picture together. My friends are creepy that way."

"Um, no. I-I don't feel overly confident about how I look," he shrugs away.

"That's fine, and for what's its worth," I nudge him, "You look great to me."

"Yeah, you know," He says facing me, "Emma probably would have liked to see you right now."

"Em-Emma? I never told you her name." I shift away from him.

He inhales sharply, "Right, oops." He throws himself over my body, his fingers wrapped around my neck. I scratch and kick trying to get away.

"He-Help!" I cry out in gasps.

"They can't hear you, just relax," he pushes down on my neck as black starts to surround me. "And to think, you thought I was actually into you." I can feel my feet stop struggling and my arms go limp. My eyes close as I feel my body fall into cold water. My hands float above my head. My lungs start to burn and I realize I am drowning. I sink deeper and deeper, my heart thumps with fear. My last thoughts? Emma and Macy are the family that I will never get to say goodbye to one more time. I love you guys.