Authors note :
So, i'm not sure exactly where i was up to, but i'm pretty sure it was about here... Enjoy? And again, i'm sorry about the layout... it's not changing no matter what i do =.=
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Sitting on his bed and hugging his pillow tightly, I looked over at my wedding dress and felt a fresh wave of sadness crash through me.
I would never see the man I loved again…
I let his scent incapacitate me once more, let it drag me away from my reality that carried so much hatred.
“J… Jamie?” He whispered quietly, standing in the doorway, looking awkward in Lucifer’s clothes.
I knew Lucifer was taller than him, but this was ridiculous.
I giggled quietly seeing the shirt sleeves flow about ten centimetres over his fingertips.
“Here, let me help,” I giggle again, taking his hand in mine and rolling up each of his sleeves to a decent level.
The clothes had Lucifer’s intoxicating smell on them.
I looked up to find his eyes locked on mine, fixed with such great intent it scared me.
“Th… Thanks…”
We both moved out to the living room, until the truth came crashing down on both of us.
I smiled understandingly as a few tears filled his eyes.
Striding away, back to Lucifer’s room, as I felt the unwelcome moisture fill my own eyes. I didn’t want people to see me crying, even if it was the only living member of our race left.
“Lucifer,” I cried as my lips trembled and my fingers ran across the sheets that had kept him warm last night.
“You really loved him huh?” Luca appeared in the doorway.
Did I really love him? I was crying over him! I was supposed to marry him! Of course I loved him!
“Yeah… Yeah I did…” I rested my head gently against his pillow, wishing that he would be here with me now.
Then I remembered, Luca was at a loss too… Everyone we loved was dead, and we had to look out for each other now.
He ran his hands caringly through my hair, just like Lucifer used to, but it only made me feel worse.
When I returned to the harsh reality that awaited both Luca and I, it brought a whole new meaning to the word deppression.
I folded my wedding dress with so much regret, regret that I hadn’t walked that little bit faster, regret that I hadn’t accepted the offer to get married that one day earlier, so I would be on a honeymoon with the man I loved, instead of a bloody battleground.
Gently placing it in the bottom of Lucifer’s rucksack, I tossed a few more clothes in, running into the kitchen and packing as much food as I could fit.
More bombs went off and I knew we had to get out of here, and fast.
“What was that?”
“Our cue to get away from here!” I grabbed his wrist and pulled him along with me, out of the house and down a secluded alleyway onto the beach, pushing him forwards, causing him to fall, but it got him away from the explosion just in time.
I, on the other hand, wasn’t so lucky. The flames from the blast burnt my back, and sent me crashing against the sand, ripping skin off my shoulder and arm, a unbelievable pain errupting from my elbow.
I writhed in pain, clutching my seared, shredded skin with my good hand.
“I’m so sorry!” He cried, falling over as he scrambled across the sand to my shuddering frame.
His hands, coated with sand, touched the mangled skin that was my arm, the sand stinging more than you could ever imagine.
I swallowed a cry of pain as he gripped my bad arm and hauled me to my feet... Was it stress, panic, or stupidity that made him feel the need to pull me up so roughly?
“Wait, wait,” I gasped, prying his hands off my arm, clutching the area where his hand had just been.
“Come on! We have to get out of here!” He fidgeted with the folds I put in his shirt.
I slung the rucksack back over my shoulder, wincing as the strap rubbed against my exposed wound.
“Let’s go,” I mumbled, leading the way.
Every step I took was agony, just another thing slowing me down… I already had so much to deal with, the death of my family… My friends… The love of my life… And now I had wounds on top of the sorrow that was building up.
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Authors note : So i decided, w.e this is all i've done so far, so i thought i'd upload a little more than a page, and also, i'm one of those people who have VERY little time to do anything, so i thought i'd upload as much as i could and still keep things interesting... because i don't have enough time in a week to review much...
P.S REHEARSAL TAKES OVER LIFE D:
