So, here's chapter two. I don't own Torchwood, I only own Lucy and Lyra. Enjoy!
"What do you want to know about Lucy?" I sniffed when we were back at the Hub and in my room.
"Well, I realize this might be hard but, how did she die?" Gwen asked tentatively
"Well, Lucy and I were laughing at something stupid I said, when a bullet whizzed into the tent and it just missed me, but hit Lucy. She died in my arms minutes later." I looked at my hands as I spoke.
"Oh, honey I'm so sorry," she whispered.
I continued, "When Jack found us, I was in a wreck. When I finally calmed down, we buried Lucy, and he adopted me as his sister,"
Just then, Owen walked into my room, "He's dead," he announced.
I burst into tears. Oh God what had I done?
I know what I did.
I avenged Lucy.
I was suddenly happy.
I am telling you, these chapters are a lot longer on my phone! *sighs* Oh well. So, comment? Subscribe? Like my Facebook page? Thanks, love you!
