Okay... *gasps* So, this is be our last chapter ever... of this story! *Cries* All my stories are ending!
Chapter 10, Just Step Away
No point of view
The hammer began to fall through the snow slicked air.
An unearthly screech rose from the freezing woods as it stopped short.
A flash of light shot through the clearing as once again the ghost of a girl stepped forward into the clearing, and vanished.
There was a thud as the implement of destruction hit the floor, and he knelt down beside her.
"Patricia! Patricia are you alright?" he asked urgently, putting his arms around her as he sheltered her from the wind.
She slowly gasped in a breath of the frigid air, and looked slowly up at his face as images flashed past her eyes.
A man stepped out of the shadows. Dark brown hair and hazel eyes stared back at her. "Emily," he smiled at her.
"Malcolm," she greeted him. "Have you seen the cat?" she asked slowly.
"She's at my house, she must have run there in a rainstorm." he told her, circling his arms around her waist.
She pulled away, scolding him with a wagging finger. "Catch me first," she breathed in a white cloud in front of his face. With those last words, she was gone. He crashed through the dark woods, laughing with her as he chased her.
Then it hit him. She was running towards a cliff. As the screech rose towards the cold moon, he realized something.
He had just committed murder.
Malcolm went mad after that.
Patricia's eyes came suddenly open after the series of reveries, and looked him straight in the eye. "You tried to kill me." She breathed.
"No, no, you don't understand yet." He promised her. "Just come back with me to the house, and I'll explain and you'll understand." Eddie said gently.
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Patricia was in the warm kitchen with Eddie and a mug of hot chocolate, tactfully having been left alone by their housemates.
Finally, he finished his lengthy explanation as she contemplated the swirls of steam rising from the dark brown surface of her drink. "Patricia, I only did what I thought would help you." He moved forward to put his arms around her, but she pushed him away suddenly, putting the drink down on the counter with a heavy clink.
"Don't you dare! You only wanted to help," she mocked him, her pink hair extension bobbing. "You almost killed me, just to remind some ghost of her little emotional issues!" Patricia snarled.
"Patricia, it was the only thing we could think-"
"The only thing you could think of! You have such minimal brain power?" As he tried to interrupt her she cut him off again. "Eddie Miller, you might well have saved the day, but whatever we had is over!"
Patricia, in her thin lace black shawl slammed the door behind her as she ran out of the cabin.
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She collapsed in the snow, it's cold grip enfolding her as it crunched beneath her. Some sparse leaves left from autumn drifted down although there was no wind. It was cold, and she was alone.
All she could think of was that stupid American, the one who had almost killed her 'to save her'. Thought kept crashing through her mind, but never being completed.
Finally, strange words came next, invading her thoughts and commanding her attention.
There's nothing left to say
So why don't you just step away?
Don't think of runnin' after me
Your face is one I don't want to see
I don't care what's in your head
or what was in the books you read
I don't want to know what could have been
Because this will never happen again
I'll be like stone
I'll be alone
If you won't, I'll go
Out into the snow
At least I can try
So you won't see me cry
And she was crying, she was sobbing because she had fallen in love and she didn't know what to do.
She was sobbing so hard she didn't hear him running up behind her, so hard that it wasn't until he was kneeling beside her and turning her around to face him she realized he was there.
"Patricia, I can't make you understand any other way, and I'm not really sure myself." he looked deeply into her eyes, and then kissed her.
She sprung back like she was being dragged away, and looked wide eyed at him. "Yeah, well..." she looked taken aback and resorted to her former brusque manner. She said stupidly, "Let's just not talk about this, 'kay?"
"'Kay, Yakker." He looked at her again and then drew close to her. He breathed out three words into the frosted air of Scotland.
"I love you."
If you come back
Pull me out of the black
Then maybe I'll tell
Where my thoughts dwell
I'll wait for you forever
You'll tell me whenever
And that's my dream
"I love you."
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