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Chapter 13: You

Lucy

Phyllis… Oh my gosh… Phyllis.

"Phyllis." I whispered. My face was drained of all color, my eyes wide open, and my mouth dropped. A White Witch follower just… "Oh no, no, no, no." I mumbled. I took in a deep breath. "Can't be happening." I whispered quickly. My fingers started prickling. "No, no, no, no, no."

"Lucy." Edmund whispered worried. I shook my head no. I took in a sharp intake of air. "You are freaking out." Edmund pointed out.

"Like hell I am." I said fast. Edmund sighed.

'Oh my gosh. Aslan, why did you let this happen? Phyllis just sacrificed herself for us.' I thought in my head.

I couldn't wrap my head around it. Phyllis was the enemy. She was following the White Witch. Wasn't she? And she help us get away. She gave us clues, she gave us tips, she gave us the White Witch's plans. Phyllis was the enemy and she help us. I just couldn't understand why she would do such a thing. She died because of us…

"Lucy. Lu, please. Your freaking me out." Edmund whispered. I quickly snapped out of my thoughts.

"I can't feel my fingers, Edmund." I whispered worried. Edmund looked at me worried.

"Lu-" Edmund started to say, but I cut his off.

"I'm going to fall!" I yelled worried. Edmund let go of the griffin to take my arms in his hands. "Edmund." I sobbed worried. I couldn't shake the feeling of falling… It felt like I was falling. I was loosing feeling in my fingers and slowly my toes… My feet were prickling… This couldn't be good. I was going to die.

"Lucy! Lu, please. Get a grip. You aren't going to fall. I got you." Edmund told me. I took in quick short breaths, I barley head what Edmund said. Edmund pulled me a little closer towards himself.

"I'm going to die." I breathed. I couldn't feel my feet at all amymore. I felt myself slip a little bit off the side of the griffin, but I didn't go anywhere.

"Lucy, stop freaking out." Edmund pleaded. I took in fast breaths. "Stop hyperventilating." Edmund pleaded. I still didn't stop. I felt tear run down my face. "Lucy, please."

"Oh my gosh." I whispered. "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh…"

"Lu, listen to me. Your okay." Edmund whispered. I shook my head no quickly. I was quickly loosing feeling in my arms. Edmund sighed worried. "Just don't freak out when I do this." Edmund mumbled under his breath. He gripped my arms tighter before he pulled me up into a crouching positing.

"Edmund!" I screeched. Edmund smiled sideways. I gripped Edmund's arms tightly and took a few deep breaths… It felt like I was going to fall. It felt like I was about to fall to my death… It felt like I was about to die… I was frozen with fear… Well paralyzed would have been a better word to describe myself.

"Just walk." Edmund told me. I was having trouble breathing, I was frozen in fear. Edmund sighed again. "Or not." He mumbled under his breath again.

"Edmund, I'm going to fall." I squeaked. Edmund shook his head no.

"Your doing great, Lu. Just step forward one step." Edmund said. I just blinked… I could no longer talk, or breath, or think, or move… Everything on me and in me was frozen. "Please… You'll be okay. If you slip, I got your hands. I wont let you go… I would never let you go if you don't want me to." Edmund whispered. I took in a deep breath to calm myself.

"What if I fall?" I asked in a whisper. I was still on the verge of hysterics, but I needed to move.

"Then I come down with you. Like I said, I'm not ever letting you go. Not now, not ever." Edmund whispered. I just nodded my head. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"I just walk?" I asked. "You will hold onto me the entire time?" I added.

"Of course." Edmund said in a whisper.

I just nodded my head. I stood up on the griffin. I could feel the wind in my hair, and the light water in the clouds in my hair… It was an amazing feeling. I took one step forward slowly… I didn't fall. I walked slowly a little further and nothing happened. I stepped, but I felt myself slid a little bit. A split second later, Edmund pulled my arms. I stumbled towards the head of the griffin. I landed on my arm in front of Edmund.

"Edmund!" I screamed. I started hyperventilating again. I scrambled up into a sitting position quickly.

Edmund pulled my arm lightly towards himself. I moved a few inches, now I was only one of two feet away from Edmund. I still didn't stop screaming.

"Please." Edmund whispered. He let go of my arm for a second. I screamed in fright. "Please, Lucy." Edmund pleaded. He wrapped his arms around my stomach. I stopped screaming, calming down the slightest bit. "Please." Edmund whispered again.

He pulled me into his chest. Just feeling himself around me made me a lot calmer, but smelling his scent around me made me almost fully calm.

"It's okay, Lucy. Your safe." Edmund whispered. I nodded my head.

"It felt like I was going to fall… I-" I stopped talking… I couldn't talk anymore about the griffin, or the fall. I shuddered from my thoughts… All of the blood in the forest, the death, and the almost deaths. I shuddered again.

"Shhhh. Just don't think about anything." Edmund whispered. "Don't think about flying, don't think about falling, and don't think about the forest, and don't think about all of the blood, don't think about the arrow going right threw-"

"Edmund, not helping." I sobbed.

Tears started to fall quickly out of my eyes. I could almost hear the ripping of clothing, ripping of skin, and the dripping of… I started shaking… Phyllis… Oh my gosh… I couldn't feel my fingers anymore, or my toes. Why would she sacrifice herself for us? Why would she do that? She already had a life, all of us could have died and put the war to an end… But now a war was coming, and it might be strong…. Oh… My… Gosh…

"Please stop freaking out… Lucy, your going to make me go crazy… I can't stand to see you like this." Edmund whispered.

I didn't stop crying… I could clearly picture Susan with mud all over her, and that worried expression on her face. I could see her wanting to kill herself for Peter taking arrows for her, for hurting him… I could see Peter with the arrows all over his body, and his blood covering his sandy blonde hair, and his face in pain all of the time we were in the cave. And worst of all I could clearly picture Edmund with-

"Please…" Edmund kissed the top of my head quickly. "I can't believe I'm doing this…" He mumbled under his breath. He began to hum a soft melody to me, his chest vibrating under my back. Slowly, I began to match my breathing to his.

We were not okay, but we were safe.

Sorry for the short chapter! I was rushed from school work.

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