Carved
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Disclaimer: I own nothing.
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A/N: TADA!
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She smiled laughing as he carted her off to his car.
She kicked a bit.
"Put me down!"
He lifted her up as she slid down.
"Nope. Birthday girl doesnt walk!"
She giggled.
"Austin put me down!"
"No!"
She squirmed up and pulled on his long brown hair.
"Ow! Okay, okay Ill put you down."
She smiled.
"Thank you."
"Yeah, just no more yanking on my hair."
He softly rubbed to spot she pulled on.
"Okay. So where are we going!"
He smiled.
"For me to know and you to eventually find out."
She groaned.
"Come on Austin. Just one little hint!"
"Nope. Youve got to wait."
She pouted and stood outside the car.
He sighed.
"Get in the car or Im going to have to put you in myself."
"Fine."
She got in still pouting.
"Just wait. Its no more than 10 minutes."
"Can I guess?"
"Fine. Doesnt mean youll get an answer."
"Okay."
She thought about it.
"Is it.. The Open Kitchen?"
He laughed.
"No."
"Cibbo?"
"Wrong again."
"Alimento, Mangiare, Vive, Pane..."
"No, no, no, and no."
She groaned.
"Just tell me already!"
"I think you can wait another 2 minutes!"
Pulling past the restaurant her mouth dropped open.
"No, turn around. Your buying me a whopper. Im not letting you drain your bank account like this!"
"Ive been saving up. So shut up and take it."
She sighed.
"No. Way to expensive."
"I wouldnt be taking you if I didnt have the money to take you."
She sighed.
"Your asking for me to hurt you."
"Fine. As long as I know I spoiled you on your birthday."
She grumbled as he took her into Capriccio.
"Oh stop it. Its not everyday someone turns 18 and finds out they are going to the college of their dreams."
"I know. But really Austin?"
"Really."
She sighed.
Sitting down he scooted his chair close to her.
She scooted away a bit.
"Whats wrong?"
"Nothing. Just personal bubble. You know?"
"Yeah okay.."
They turned as they heard a crash and someone scream.
Mitchie jumped seeing a man run in.
Her eyes wide she stared.
The man ran through the restaurant.
He stopped at Austin.
And wrapped his hands around his neck.
Mitchie let out a little yip seeing that.
The man yelled.
"Im not going back! If you try and drag me back to that nuthouse than I kill the boy!"
Austin looked at her scared.
She continued to stare shocked and scared.
He tried gettitng out of the grip.
The guy tightened his grip.
Austin began to turn interesting shades of purple.
Mitchie couldnt do anything.
Only watch.
People in uniforms came running in.
And the man hadnt lied.
He squeezed harder on Austins neck.
Until everyone heard a sickening snap.
Mitchie felt like she was going to puke.
The people in uniforms grabbed the man as everything started to blur together.
She lay her head down.
That didnt just happen, she told herself.
She felt sick.
She put her head between her knees.
She was going to puke.
And she did.
All over the floor next to Austins body.
She didnt cry.
Only continued to puke and puke and puke.
She buried her head between her knees feeling someone help her leave.
She didnt really register what was happening.
All that she knew was that her boyfriend was just killed.
And all she did was vomit all over his body.