She seems so lost, so broken. It scares me. I'm mnever lettingher go again. Her spark, her life its gone. Its replaced terror, fear...
"Ashy..." Britni's voice draws me from my thoughts, my arms are wrapped tightly around her. I'm never letting her go.
"Brit." I reply and a smile flickers at her lips.
"He's dead." Those two words make my jaw drop. HE'S DEAD. Which... wow... she wasn't joking.
"Brit... what happened..." I ask and she sighs, leaning into me, shaking slightly. Andy's driving us home now and I can see his body tense.
"I-I... Well right after you know... he took us both. Gave me an option, take it or let you take it. Even if I flickered for a moment he would take you. He would drop everything and torture you before killing me infront of you. I-I could t-take it..." She says fading off towards the end, a lost look in her eyes.
"Brit, its ok he's never gona touch you again." I say and she scoffs slightly.
"Ashy there's always someone... trust me, this isn't my first encounter with hell and i can garantee it won't be my last..." She says turning to me as we pull into the drive way. I kiss her lightly before noticing smoke in the windows? What the hell... She screams in rage and before I can stop her she's out of the car, walking up the drive way. Me and Andy chase after her only to drop hearing gunshots coming from inside. She opens a hatch from the porch and pulls out an M16. My jaw drops slightly, what the hell is going on? Is this the??