The Girl who Survived Hell (h2odelirious x reader) [completed]

Safe

  you might find that the point of view has changed, I thought it would give a different feel to the last chapter of this story. our story.

  A week has past. A month has past. A year has past. (Y/N) started counting days again. She decided to breath again. She decided she was more than a living dead girl.

  Taking back control of life worked out. You grab it by the throat and say, 'Your mine.' You find how much to give and how much to take.

  "Hey (Y/N?)" Marcel walked up to (Y/N.)

  "Hm?" She hummed in response and looked up at Marcel, her beautiful (E/C) eyes meeting his.

  "Can I ask your something?"

  "Of course! What is it?" She smiles at Marcel.

  "How are you so happy after everything that happened? I know it's been a year but, but it's just hard." Marcel looks down at the floor, to escape (Y/N's) gaze.

  "Hey," (Y/N) gently touches Marcel's cheek, "it's because I have amazing people in my life. You happen to be one of them."

  Marcel smiles, (Y/N) moves her hand from his cheek, and pulls some hair behind her ears, her (S/C) skin gleaming in the sunlight.

  "McQuaid!" Tyler yells from the living room.

  "Wine!" (Y/N) yells back, "Talk soon?"

  "Mhm." Marcel nods his head and hums.

  (Y/N) walks into the living room, Tyler has a radio on the coffee table. He's jumping around the room like a 9 year old child.

  "Listen!" Tyler runs over to the radio and turns it on, all they hear is static.

  "It's static." (Y/N) says.

  "It's static!"

  (Y/N) and Tyler jump excitedly around the room. They stop jumping and pull each other into a hug.

  "Finally. I never thought we would get that far!" (Y/N) pulls away from the hug.

  "I know. This is major. Maybe we can get a channel or something, and contact the military." Tyler hugs the radio as right as he can, then it goes silent.

  "What just happened?" (Y/N) asked, her face getting red.

  "I don- I don't know. I didn't mean to." Tyler says.

  "YOU DIDN'T MEAN TO?! THAT DOESN'T MAKE IT BETTER TYLER!" She shoves Tyler.

  "(Y/N) listen, it was an acc-"

  Tyler was interrupted by the sound of a male voice coming from the radio.

  "This is Private Waters, is there anyone there?" The voice says, (Y/N) snatches the radio from Tyler.

  "Yes, this is (Y/N) McQuaid, we are at (Address of your choice,) and we are in need of rescue." (Y/N) says confidently.

"Miss McQuaid, can you give us a description of your landscape?" Private Waters pulls out a note pad and pen.

"Yes. There is a forest surrounding a (house color of your choice) 2 story house. Fencing along the outskirts of the home." She said.

"Thank you very much Miss McQuaid." Waters replied.

"Who are you sending?" Tyler asked.

"Air Search and Rescue." (Y/N) and Water said.

"Expect Air Search and Rescue arrivals in the near future. This is Private Waters, over and out."