Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Any of The Characters OF Moonlight. However This Is My Own Original Story And If Anyone Uses A Piece Of It Without My Permission I Will Persecute To The Best Of My Ability.
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Chapter 1
Beth was distraught and heart broken. Josh was dead and she wasn't just crying because of that, he was going to propose to her. She told Mick that she didn't know what her answer would be, but that was a lie, she knew, she knew she would say no.
Beth fell to the couch in a sobbing heap. She felt like a horrible human being, because she wasn't sobbing over Josh's death, she was sobbing because she felt horrid for feeling relief. Relief that she wouldn't have to answer his question; relief that she didn't have to worry about the guilt she felt when she was with Mick.
So she cried like a child for hours, because she felt relief, not grief. She kept her face buried in the pillowes on the couch, catching Josh's sent. Then she felt the pain return with even more strength. She couldn't be in this place, she felt a sense of being trapped with no air.
"I need to get out of this place!" she cried to no one. She didn't grab her jacket as she left. She just headed for the door and nearley ripped it off it's hinges to get out.
Once outside, Beth started to walk. Not really to anyplace, just walk, with no purpose or reason. She walked past buildings, cars, and people. But she still didn;t feel any knowledge of where she was, she just let her feet carry her.
Before too long, Beth found herself in a wooded area, with a simple road of dirtpassing through the center. She didn't hear the car coming from behind; she notice the squeel of the tires on the pavement as they tried to stop; she didn't even feel herself get hit. But she was aware of the car stopping; and she was aware of the driver getting out; and she was also aware of the driver throwing her into a ditch nearby.
Beth tried to scream for help, she tried to crawl back on the road, but her body felt sooo heavy. And it felt so hard to breathe, she could barely open her eyes. She felt herself falling into ,what felt like sleep, but she knew it wasn't sleep. Not a sleep she would wake up from.
She had almost given in and let herself die, when she felt herself being lifted into two strong arms. She immediately thought it was Mick, and forced herself to openher eyes. Only to be met with cascades of long red hair.
"Chil'" the distinctley Irish voice said,"can ya ear meh?" Beth attepmted to nod. The said something else but Beth didn't hear it, and she went limp in the stranger's arms.
AN: Don't worry readers, I didn't get rid of this story, but I did read many reviews and I got some . I am only deleting the story for a short while, so I can clean it up. Thanks for all the reviews good and bad.