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Conscious

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I lifted my hand to wipe a tear that trailed down his jaw. Pulling him down to me I whispered the one thing I never thought I'd tell him. "I love you" He tensed when I felt the my lips brush against his ear, they were chapped from my harsh and staggered breaths. I felt his grip on my hand tighten as tears rolled down his face. "I can't loose you Ambrosine, your all I have!" He sobbed. "You'll find someone else." I whispered. "No you don't understand, not for someone like me, there can never and will never be someone else." He cried, holding me to him. I tried to make sense of his words but they jumbled when the haze started to fill my mind. I lightly smiled up to him, feeling my hand go limp as I weakened. I distantly heard the wail of sirens but I could tell they weren't close enough to save me. My breathing shallowed and black swarmed my vision as I felt Alex lay me down and kiss my forehead. "I love you too." He whispered his voice breaking at the end, before rising off the floor. I watched his sneakers disappear from my vision and smiled, until I heard the masked man scream for mercy as a sickening crack echoed through the auditorium. Then it was quiet, and I followed the man into the darkness.
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"Breathe." He dipped his head down so that his lips were right at my ear, his strong arm wrapped securely around my waist, molding my body into his. "If you're going to fall apart,." He starts, teeth gritted. "Now's the time. I'll be here to put you back together when it's over." I squeezed my eyes shut again, and I did just that. I fell apart. ******* Secrets. Lies. Deception. Murder. I'd seen and done it all. And not willingly. So I left. I sacrificed my freedom to save myself, and the only way to ensure my own safety was to start over. Clean slate. New people. New me. But the last thing I expected when I arrived at Manonwell Prep Academy was to be bombarded by a boy-no, a man who held some unknown vendetta against me. Call it obsession, infatuation, hatred. To me it was all one in the same. He was everywhere I turned, like a shadow. Watching me. Taunting me. Haunting me. And it was all because of something I did to him a long time ago. It was something so bad that he couldn't stand me, that he wanted me dead, and the idea of making my life a living hell was something that he took pride in. But I didn't remember. I had no clue what I could've done to him in the past, but he was hellbent on pushing me until I did. My plans on starting over were shattered the minute I stepped inside that school. He was the type of person that demanded your attention without having to speak. He was untamed and wild and unhinged. But what he didn't know was that the Winter Travers that he knew in past, the one I didn't remember, was no longer alive. I was different. She was gone and I was here. And he was everything I should've been afraid of. Sinister, quiet, manipulative, but I knew it would be a cold day in hell before I let him win. Ronan was like gasoline waiting to be doused on the fire that inside me, and if he was ready to burn, then so was I.

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