Chapter eleven, to live or to die

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An ear shattering sound blocks out all of the noise, silence. It takes me a moment to move, it takes me a moment to get my jelly legs to carry me. "FP!" I cry. I clasp his clammy palm its limp in my hand. "Rosa. Remember, I love you." He croaks. "You can tell me that tomorrow!" I nestle my face in his chest. Silence.

A month later.
I glance around the town of riverdale and push aside all of the memories that lay here. The suns finally shining and the warmth envelopes me like a massive hug. "You ready?" A familiar voice asks. I give FP a nod and hop on the back of his bike. "Remember. You don't hate him, he was only trying to protect you!" He says. I don't know why he isn't mad at my father, after all he is the reason he spent three weeks in a hospital with a wounded rib. But I do see where he is coming from, daddy was only looking out for me and for that I'm ready to open my heart to forgiveness. And Then after that me and FP can ride off into the sunset and prepare ourselves for whatever the town of riverdale shines on us next.

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