Chapter 8

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Austin’s POV

                It was 1:00 and I decided to go surprise Milee at the hotel room with some McDonald’s. I’ve noticed she hasn’t been eating as much as before, and I’m kind of worried about her. I drove to McDonalds and ordered her usual, a McChicken, small fries, and a large sweet tea, easy on the ice. After they gave me the order, I raced to the hotel feeling a bit strange.

                When I got up to the hotel room, the TV was left on and there was a folded piece of paper on the coffee table, but Milee was nowhere in sight. “Milee, where are you?” No answer. Where is she?

                I’ve searched all the rooms in the suite except for the smallest bathroom. I decide she’s probably not in there, and remembered the note I saw on the coffee table. I went to read the note, hoping it told me where she was. Instead of saying where she was, it said the most horrible thing I’ve ever heard. She’s killing herself! NO! SHE CAN’T DO THIS TO HERSELF!! WHERE IS SHE?!?! THE SMALLEST BATHROOM!!!! I run to the bathroom, scared of what I might find in there. I burst the door open, and there she is. The beautiful girl I fell in love with was in the bathroom, rope around her neck, about to kick the chair from underneath her. I run to her and get up on the chair with her, struggling to untie the rope from her neck. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING, MILEE?!?!?!?!”

                “JUST LET ME DIE ALREADY!!!!!!!!” that was the absolute worst thing she could’ve said in this situation. I would NEVER let her die, no matter what I had to do.

                NO MILEE!!! I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH TO LET YOU KILL YOURSELF! Milee, I love you, no matter what all those Mahomies out there say. If they decide to hate you, then I’ll just stop singing. Baby, I’ll always protect you and never leave you, I promise, just let me save you! Please?!” both of our eyes are watering now, but I’m not really surprised about that. And right now, I don’t really care if I’m being emotional. I just want her to let me save her.

                “Okay, Austin, you can save me.” she barely got that out, and you could tell she was already losing consciousness.

A/N: THIS WAS THE LAST CHAPTER..... :( ONCE AGAIN, SORRY IT WAS SO SHORT!!! :( BUT DON'T WORRY!! I'LL POST THE EPILOGUE TOMORROW AFTER I WRITE IT, SINCE IT'S LIKE.....2:35 AM HERE....:))

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