I smiled and put my hand in Richards. We looked at each other and I could just see the love I missed before. So stupid, so young. I kissed him and left, making my way up to the roof.
FLASHBACK.
"Good…because I still have to beat that little shit's ass," I managed to say.
"What do you mean?"
I lifted my shaking hand and showed him the antidote.
"Why the hell didn't you show me this before!" he roared, pulling off the pack and injecting it in my arm. I winced as the needle pierced through.
"Because I wanted to make it a bit more dramatic."
We laughed and suddenly Robin's sweet, warm lips were on mine. Slowly my eyes closed and I sighed to myself.
END FLASHBACK
So, I didn't die. Not surprising really. After getting home and recuperating for a couple of days, I found out I had killed William Middleton, but I wasn't very surprised. I knew he was gone. Richard played nurse, and he was very attentive, almost too attentive, and Rachel balled her eyes out when she saw us walk in through the door. A couple of weeks later, I challenged the bitch to a fight, won, and kicked her off the team and out of our lives. Everyone thought it was a bit rude, but they wanted me more on the team than her. Good thing too, or I might have kicked everyone else's ass too.
"Hey, you ready to go, Star?" Richard asked, breaking my reminiscence. I was on the roof, admiring the purple, red and orange sunset.
"Sure, I'm ready. Do you think we can buy mustard on the way?" I asked, taking his hand and letting him lead me down the stairs.
"As long as you don't make me drink it," he said. I laughed. Wait, of course I'll make him drink it!
