How it all works out

Flashbacks and tattoos

A/N heeeeeeeeeeeeeyyyy guys :) update day is here, sorry i missed last week but i get super busy with work and school but, neverthelesss, HERE IS THE NEW CHAPTER! enjoy:) also, i realize that at some point, one of the guys will probably have to win. sadly, im having a terrible time getting to that part. if you have any input, comment it or message it ! either or ! thanks <3 

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"Shit, shit, shit, shit." i say to myself as i try to conceal my body behind the long curtain.

the second i walked into the library I felt like someone else was in here. My fears were now confirmed. IM GOING TO DIE. What the hell was someone else doing in here anyway? It's not like the library is a popular place to sneak into…

                The material of the curtains had an old person smell and it was starting to sneak its way up my nose. oh no... NO. NO. ohh this cannot be real "ACH-OOO" the curtains ruffle as i sneeze. hard. fear grips my stomach.

I hear footsteps coming across the room. My breathing gets very short and choppy. I feel like no matter how much air I suck in, I am still suffocating in my own air. One million scenarios of my imminent death play through my mind. The most prominent thought is of the girl from the ring slowly killing me.

My next thought is even scarier, what if it’s the king? I can just see his brown face discovering me here. What would he do? Would he throw me out of the castle for abusing his kindness?

My vision blurs and next thing I know, im falling. Endlessly falling.

*FLASHBACK*

“Hey  Rach, catch!” my dad yells as he throws the football across the yard to me. “run! Woohoo touchdown! We win!”

My little heart is pounding and the greatness of the moment.

It’s a fall day and the leaves are falling out of the golden sky, a huge smile is plastered on my face. I loved playing with my dad and brothers. I was such a tom boy.

I reach up to tuck my hair behind my ear to keep it from tickling my nose and I drop the football. It lopsidedly rolls out into the street and comes to a stoop “oops” I giggle out as I go to retrieve the ball, still over whelmed with the fact that I just won the game.

I hear vague screaming but it’s too late.  Next thing I know, my vision is becoming more and more clear. All I can see are the white walls of the ER.

“shes awake! My baby” my mother swoons over to my bedside, clearing my hair from my face.

I look down and see  that my whole side is bandaged and as I took a breath, a pang shot through my torso, I exclaimed in pain.

“she needs more anesthetic” one of the doctors said” I felt myself slipping away again.

I had broken ribs and the doctors believed that I may never walk again because my spine was affected by the impact. There was a scar left on my left side that ran the length of my rib cage. Its more faint now but still an everlasting reminder of that day.

Ever since then, my whole family has been way more concerned about me. As much as they hate to admit it, my parents have not really let me do what I want, they liked to keep me close AND SAFE.

*end of flashback*

I felt a cold rag on my forehead and my eyes begin to flutter open, my mind is so fuzzy. “where am i?” I mumble trying to make sense of everything.

A chill runs through my body and I realize Im lying on the cold hard ground. I can feel the icy breath of the marble floor seeping into my bones and chilling my blood.

“Finally, I thought you’d never wake up.” A mans voice reverberates through the room. my eyes shoot open

“who are you?”i say as  I eye him curiously. He was tall and handsome. He was wearing some kind of chain –mail and ethereal colored garments. He stands looking at me critically with a strained look on his face.

“very funny. you nkow who i am. Seriously though, how do you feel babe?”  the strange sculpted men asked me.

I froze. why is he acting like he knows me!? Can it be possible that i know him and dont remember? is this like "the vow" and i forgot my husband or something?!

he looked at me with compassion in his eyes. and then his lips curved into a huge smile as he plopped down next to me. "just kidding, I have no idea who you are.I just thought it would be funny to see your reaction." he said causing me to slap him on the arm.

"So who are you anyway?" i asked realizing he was a complete stranger. "and why are you in the library even though its locked...? You don't really look like the book-worm type." 

He put a hand over his heart, gasping acting like he was offended."For your information, i actually wrote half thebooks in this library." he said crossing his arms over his chest smirking as he did so.

"Did not!" i retort. laughing and suddenly feeling dizzy, i lay my head back on the floor.

He chuckled, "I'm Roscius (A/N .Rosh-us) so from what i hear  you've met my brother? Marcus?" 

My eyes widen as i see the similarity in their features.

HIS BROTHER.....MARCUS.

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Cliffhangerrrrrrrr AYEEE i love his name ahh its pretty hot. anyway name of the chapter, there is obvi nothing about tattoos here but "snapbacks and tattoos" is a song so its like a spinoff. anyway, drop a comment if you want, share this with your friends. idk. OK COOL BYE <3