Savior // Rusame //

On The Run // Chapter 5

Alfred's POV:
"IVAN!" I cried out again. Our bodies crashed together in a hug. The nurses backed up.

I cried into Ivan's shoulder as I took in the familiar scent of his scarf. I hung onto his coat for dear life, as if, if I let him go he would disappear.

I took in a shaky breath as he whispered in my ear, "I knew it.. I knew it.. I knew you were still out there.." He rubbed my back.

We pulled apart and shared a passionate kiss. Tears flowed down our cheeks, mixing together where our faces touched.

My shaking hands cupped his face as we pulled apart for air, "Oh my god.." I could barely breathe as I finally recognized that beautiful face.

"How could I forget you.." I laughed as I cried. He chuckled, "I'm just.. So glad I found you.." Ivan kissed me again as I laughed.

The nurses had tears in their eyes as they watched us laugh and kiss. Eventually, we both fell asleep, cuddled in my hospital bed. Although it was a little small, we made it fit.

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I was shook awake by Ivan, "Alfie! Alfie!" He whisper yelled at me. My eyes fluttered open, "W-What?! What's wrong?-" He put a finger to my lips.

I heard a crash outside of the room. I tensed, "What was that?!" I whispered to Ivan. He looked scared, but remained calm.

"Come on.. We have to get out of here.." He got out of the bed and began helping me out too. I winced as I put pressure on the bullet hole in my abdomen.

"Ah! I-Ivan.. Ow!" I winced again. "Here, let me help you.." He unhooked the wires in my arms.

"How do you know how to do that?" I watched as he took them out. "I wanted to be a doctor before I got my job. But cmon.. Nows not the time for small talk."

He put my arm over his shoulder. I hobbled over to the door. I heard more crashes and muffled whispers.

"What's happening?" I asked him, scared of what it could be. "I'll.. I'll tell you later.. But we can't go out that way.." He turned around.

I looked at his eyes, they locked with the window. I scoffed, "No way.. You'll get hurt! What floor are we on?"

"Two.. We can make it." He dragged me over to the window. "Oh nononono!" I begged him.

"It's the only way.." He opened the window and peered out. I glanced back towards the door, uneasily.

"Here.. Sit here." He placed me on the edge of the bed. I watched him peer out of the window again. Then, he jumped out.

I reached out towards the window, "AH! IVAN!" I screamed. I heard him grunt, then I heard shouts from outside my room.

"Alfred! Come on!" I heard him yell. "Ivan! I think their coming! Hold on!" I hobbled over to the window and looked out.

The drop looked pretty far down.. I got queezy, "Ivan.. I don't k-" The door busted open.

I looked back, three men looked back at me. "Yep that's him!" One of them yelled, he had a heavy German accent.

"Get him!" The next replied, he had a French accent. I frantically climbed over the edge of the window as they scrambled for me.

I slipped on the edge and went tumbling out, "AHHH!!"

Something caught me, "Come on!" Ivan carried me to what I assume is the parking lot. Tears streamed from my face as things were clicking together in my brain.

He threw me into a car and started the motor before I could even put my seatbelt on. Shouts and screams were heard as he skidded away.

I looked out of the window before whipping my head back at him, "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!"

He sighed as we got on the highway, "I'm guessing more of the guys from the strip club?" I stuttered my response, "w-what?? Y-y-you don't even know?!"

"I..- Well don't blame everything on me! What did you even do to make him so angry?!" My eyes widened. "Oh shit!" I patted around my waist and bum.

"What?!" He asked. "MY WALLET WITH ALL MY ID AND STUFF! I LEFT IT IN THE CLUB!!" I frantically screamed.

I ran my hands through my hair, "And- and! Now they know who I am! And all my personal information! And what I look like! SHIT! FUCK!" I slammed my hands against the dashboard.

"Hey!" Ivan scowled. "GREAT! Now I'm fucking John Wick! Except I don't know how to fight! And I'm not as handsome!" I slumped back in the chair.

"I'm more like John Wick! I'm the one that shot the guy!" Ivan protested. "But not about the fighting or good looks!" He fixed his hair in a mirror he had in his pocket.

My mouth gaped open, "What the fuck?! Why do you have a mirror in your pocket?!"

"What you don't?" He put the mirror back as he focused on driving again. "Oh you fucking narcissist.." I sighed as I looked out of the mirror.

"So what's the plan big guy? My mom is probably going bat-shit crazy right now, and I don't think we should go to your house." I rubbed the sore area around my wound.

"I guess we could go to a motel?" He suggested. I yawned as I looked at the rising sun, "Mhm.."

"I guess your pretty tired?" He glanced at me. "Yeah.." I rubbed my eyes.

"Well you better get used to it." He sped up as a black car got dangerously close to us. I looked in the rear view mirror, "Um.. Ivan? Is that car really close or is it just me?"

"Shit.." He muttered under his breath. "We're in for a wild ride. You better hold on."

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Yayyy! I'm finally gonna continue this book! I actually planned this book in my head so hopefully it won't be a hot mess..

Welp..

Bye!