Strawberry Fields
Jackson Rathbone"Let me take you down, cause I'm going' to strawberry fields. Nothing is real. Nothing to get on about. Strawberry fields forever." I sang to Cate as we walked down the streets of sunny L.A. she threw her head back and laughed the sweet sound filling the air.
"To easy strawberry fields. Ok I've got one. I want you. I want you so bad. I want you; I want you so bad it's driving me mad. It's driving me mad." She sang pulling me close. I stared into her piercing ice blue eyes. Our lips met in a passionate kiss.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" A blood curdling scream pierced the air. We jumped apart. "He's got a gun!" A man in dark clothing and a ski mask ran by. As he did so he grabbed Cate's Prada handbag.
"HEY!" she called.
"I'll get it" I said already taking off.
"Jackson! No!" she called after me breaking into a run. She caught up to me just in time to hear a shot and see me fall. She ran over to me, blood pouring from my chest.
"Jackson!!!!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!"