Alright, thanks so much for the review. This review reply section would be quite huge…
Thanks and replies to those who reviewed other chapters:
cptlatnok (Chapter 20): About the language (Mexican and Spanish thingy), yeah, I realized, now…thanks for pointing that out I found out I was wrong after I read a few other stories thanks again for pointing that out! (Not a really mechanic person)
djpc450 (Chapter 21): The literal fight between Cromartie and Cameron or an argument (which I am not sure to which one you are pointing out specifically)?
Dc: Thanks so much!
Thanks and replies to those who reviewed chapter 32/33:
Cptlatnok: Hi again! Riley deflowering John? LOLS! That honestly made me laugh. You made it sound like John is the one losing out when IF they had sex, Riley would be (being the female) and yes, screw Jiley. I'm sorry if I disappointed you. But the John in the show neglected her for about 17 episodes!!! I think if the show hasn't shown John forgiving Cameron, you might act differently to this. And yes, it's supposed to go to hell, the relationship in this story, John is supposed to be the jerk in this (vfergus's review would explain John's action in this story) and you are not supposed to understand why Cameron can self terminate. It is one of the unanswered questions in this story that is to be revealed in a later time. Maybe if you stick with this story a while longer, I can make all this make sense as I have already plotted out the plan and it is ready to go, but not that soon.
Sigma: Yes, John is now stuck in between Cameron (a machine) and normality. If I were him, having lived in a machine world all this time, wouldn't mind having a human girl for a change. I considered killing Cameron and have weighed the advantages as well as the disadvantages. I guess you'll have to read to find out. This chapter's last few paragraphs are more dramatic. I just hope it isn't too cheesy.
Vfergus: Don't worry; this author doesn't like Riley too so…
Why would I hate you for liking one of my characters whom you are supposed to love! AND YOU GOT IT ALL!!!!! You're definitely the man who understands this story all the way, its ups and downs about why John chose Riley! As much as it is sad, yes, Cameron has to carry the burden of loving John forever even if he doesn't love her back. She loves him and all humans would know it is unpredictable and uncontrollable when it happens. (Like Summer Glau said before in one interview: "Love is never easy")
Sarah and Cameron's relationship is something I would love to try. In a lot of fan fictions here, I realized if Sarah is nice to Cameron, they have got to be les. So I wanted to try something new.
About Sarah's trust for John, you got that but let me explain…Sarah wasn't trusting John as you can see, John is avoiding the fact if skynet is able to survive (you got that right) but not only that, she don't trust him is because he seems to blind. Sarah's heart broke for Cameron, if you noticed and John wouldn't talk to Sarah even! He spent all his time with Riley, ignoring even his mom! Now that's a true sign of a bastard (sorry). Sarah might also dislike Riley. Although she is a human girl, she pulled her John away and you of course have heard about the mom and the daughter-in-law practically fighting for the son/husband.
Cameron committing suicide was mainly due to missing Future John and realizing John doesn't love her anymore. It's all about pressure. And Cameron did admit she is lying to herself that Skynet's dead for Ryan's sake (the little toddler) but if you noticed, she is actually lying to herself for John.
If Cameron didn't lie to herself Skynet's dead, she'll stalk John and take away his 'normal'. Cameron understands what this poor kid has been though and wants to help but she realizes around her, there is no normal because of what she is.
Derek's secret would be revealed, later, much later…
Yes, the ending would be mind-blowing. You wouldn't see it coming and you'll definitely shit yourself. Thank you yourself for reviewing!!!
I'm glad you noticed the necklace. Finally, someone noticed…
Kidtriss: Um…okay…I just hope you could stay to read. But, I respect your decision and thanks for reading and reviewing all these while!
jen88: Thanks so much! And LOLS.
Jeff - Starman800: If you are confused, perhaps you should read vfergus's review…it would set things right and answer a lot of whys on John's action. Thanks for that last one ^_^ I'm behind you all the way on that. But I'll have to wait for the right moment I'm afraid.
djpc450: Thanks! Me too, I prefer John and Cameron but being a writer, I have to love every character on the story to create a perfect balance. We'll see where this goes and the response…
Sol goddess: Nope, this is not the end...that's for sure, I'm not giving up. As usual, you'll have to read to find out what I do but this 'season' is ending soon. The sequel is somewhat planned and written (somewhat).
TK-MR: I like your opening…You are forgetting how can Cameron's head bleed when she hit the bench. Thanks so much!
zahnfan23: thanks!
King Steve: If you want to have an explanation for John's actions, read Vfergus's review for the last chapter. John is plainly caught between Cameron (Metal) and Riley (Human). He wanted to be normal (who wouldn't?) but he loved Cameron and he refuses to admit it. (Face it, who would admit their in love with their hand phone?) He does want to care but when Riley appeared and reminded him to how normal he can be with her, he is like a bee to honey, unable to resist. He couldn't make up his mind. Remember? This John is still the wimpy brat in this story. He hasn't hardened up. Don't hope, I won't drag this any longer. If I want John and Riley to be together than they would be and Cameron would be nothing, either ways, there would be a definitely answer to where each character end up by this end. This 'season' for this story is going to end but the sequel is coming. The last part about thinking Cameron is stupid enough to kill herself with bullets (which I agree, would bounce off her skull, though it is going to hurt for this Cameron), I can tell you this Cameron is not stupid and she knows her stuff, no matter how sad she is. And don't worry about it, this isn't a negative review in my opinion, it is a constructive criticism. At least you're not that harsh. Thanks anyway!
Renderer: I would try. Thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed that twist. I would consider your request…thanks for reviewing and keep reading; you'll get your answer.
Shaty: If you noticed, John hated Ryan because he is with Cameron but he constantly reminded himself he is with Riley. So…thanks for reviewing!
Nomad79: Thanks for reviewing!
virgo4rmga: I was kind of thinking if it would be too cruel to make Cameron cut herself but since it created a shocking effect on readers, I guess it was okay…problem is she wouldn't drown. If Cameron were to jump into a sea, she'd sit at the seabed for the rest of her life… (Lols. That was pretty funny to imagine) Cameron's life is all guns so you can't blame her for shooting herself. I thought of making Cameron shoot herself in the stomach to make John sorry but it would make Cameron the A-hole! And I wanted Cameron to appear really lost and at dead end, not a Cameron who seeks attention or want to terminate Riley. Cameron doesn't have a TDE to go back to the future. Or anyway, she has no escape. Cameron loved John and she had to carry the burden of seeing him making out with another woman. She can't leave him so she had to die to end her misery. Thanks for reviewing!
Jeremy Shane: Thanks so much.
WOW! RAINING REVIEWS (POSITIVE/NEGATIVE/CONSTRUCTIVE) Anyway, the reviews reply stretched up to 2 pages in Microsoft WORDS~!!!!!!!!!!! Not that I'm complaining, I love this! Keep it coming, I'll reply it all. Whether positive, negative, constructive, 'your story sucks', 'I love your story' I answer to them all!
And As a reward….HERE COMES CHAPTER 33!!!
Chapter 33: The Best Escape - Suicide
"John!"
"Shit! My mom's coming!" John grunted angrily, jumping off Riley and pulling up his jeans frantically and putting on his shirt. Riley groaned, sitting up and smoothing the folds on her shirt. John sat beside Riley the moment Sarah opened the door. John's forehead was covered in shiny perspiration and his cheeks were bright red from all the adrenaline rush. Riley was no better.
Sarah narrowed her eyes between them and realization slapped her harshly and instantly her heart went out for Cameron, whom she was starting to take a liking to, "What were you two doing?"
"None of your business, mom," John scowled, averting her stare. Sarah resisted the urge to wince; so true…I can't trust my boy anymore. He can't see what's going on in this house anymore; he's gone so blind…
"Call me that and it's my business," Sarah growled.
Silence.
"What'd you want?" John asked after a while.
"I'm not here for an argument, don't worry," Sarah said calmly, deciding to attend to the purpose of her intrusion first, "I have to talk to you in private, John, come outside,"
John grunted, standing up, struggling to keep his legs hard and steady, not soft and jelly like. He stood outside by Sarah and she shut the door, gripping John's upper arm tightly as she dragged him further from the door.
"What is it?!" John grunted, pulling away from her.
"Did you see Cameron?" Sarah asked, almost anxiously as the real questions came out of her mouth.
"Why would I see her? I'm in my room all the time," John scowled, rubbing his arm.
"You were in your room and she's in hers but I went into her room a moment ago and I found this," Sarah growled, lifting the bloody knife in front of John's face. John recognized it as a handy knife which he had and Cameron always carried around for safety purposes; they carried an identical pair.
The blood shone. John snatched the knife from Sarah, eyes widening, brows furrowing as he examined the blood on the sheath. His index finger touched the damp blood.
"It's fresh," John stated.
"I know," Sarah scoffed, feeling insulted her son think she doesn't even know that. It made her feel it's time she be the hero in her son's world again.
"Whose blood is it?" John asked shakily, not sure if he wanted to know.
"I don't know, but my guess, it's connected to Tin Miss's disappearance," Sarah replied.
"Damn it!" John muttered.
"I don't care what you think but get rid of your girlfriend," Sarah hissed, "We got to find her,"
"No," John stated firmly, I'm not getting rid of Riley even for judgment day, I get a chance to be normal mom, and I'm not giving that away for anything…" John turned, stowing the knife's handle into Sarah's hand and ran to his room before she can lunge at his arm again to stop him.
"John Connor, won't you even give her up for me?" Sarah muttered angrily, teeth gritted together. Things are getting darker by the moment…
*(A few minutes before)
Cameron's hand started to shake as her finger tightened around the 'executor' ready for the death pull and her brain or whatever would splatter everywhere, accompanied by the rain of her new blood whose origin she still haven't found out, hopefully.
Cameron, don't…
Cameron gasped as her hand slipped. The pistol struck her thigh, dropping to the floor with a clank when it struck the knife, clattering before it settled. Cameron rested her hands on her side, gasping like she just ran a round around the world.
You're my life…don't do this to me…please…
"John," Cameron whimpered, leaning forward by an inch, feeling her body soften. She scrunched up the sheets. But lucky for her, she felt only her knife wound throb and not her heart where the pain would be much more extensive than a little knife one, "John," Cameron laid on her shoulder, head lolled on the bed, wetting it instantly with her endless flow of tears.
Cameron lingered on the sheets, taking in a strong smell of the new bed sheet. She realized she had not slept on the bed before. She didn't have a need to. But now she did, staying there for many minutes before feeling strength going to her limbs. She propped herself up using her hands, sitting upright.
She didn't know what to do with her life. John didn't need her anymore, he hurt her and she felt it but he didn't know. Ryan had Sarah to take care of him and Cameron was pretty sure, from the few days observation, Sarah was able take good care of him. After, she had no more worries.
I wonder if spirits can travel through time at their own will, I hope so. Then I'll go to you, stay by you, I'm sure you can feel me. Flashes of the letter flashed through her head.
Cameron hoped it would be true. John was always right. Her John, not this John. Not the John who lived 'next door' from her. Not the John in bed with another woman. Not the John who don't know he'd hurt her and-
Cameron broke down again, sobbing quietly. Then her CPU went out of control again. It sends her on another trip down memory lane. She sat in the darkness, letting her malfunctioned CPU bring her wherever it wanted her to.
When it end, Cameron bent over, picking up the gun and stowing it in her empty holster and standing up, limping on her injured thigh, out of the room. She walked silently pass John's room, hearing moans and grunts, pass Sarah's room, hearing the soothing sound of Sarah hushing Ryan gently and down the stairs.
She opened the door to the outside, her escape, and disappeared in the darkness, snow dropping delicately on her dark brown hair.
0 (Sarah's story)
Ryan started bawling, struggling to sit upright in his cot. He looked around, his little head spinning from left to right, looking for Cameron. When he didn't see her, he started crying louder, practically screaming. Sarah instantly dropped the magazine she's reading; about toddlers when she heard him cry. She left the comfortable position on the bed and to Ryan.
Ryan stopped crying when he saw Sarah but tears flowed down his cheeks freely as he looked up at her with azure eyes.
"Shhhhh, its fine. I'm here," Sarah bent over to pick him up in her arms, hearing Cameron say this to him. And it works wonders. Ryan stopped crying genuinely, looking at Sarah with confused eyes. Sarah brought up her finger to wipe his small chubby face, "What happened? Had a nightmare?" Sarah asked gently, not expecting a reply.
To her surprise, Ryan nodded tentatively, bobbing his head up and down elaborating his reply with exaggeration of a nod. Sarah smiled widely at him and he gave her a hesitant one as well.
"What's it about?" Sarah asked sitting down on her bed, cradling him upright. She leaned on the headboard, Ryan's head on her chest. She patted his rump gently. Ryan gave a loud gurgle, closing his eyes. Sarah reached out for her bedside table, opening the drawer and pulling out 'The Wizard of Oz' which she read to Ryan more than a handful of times and he reacted well to it before.
Sarah put the book on the table, carrying Ryan small form to lie beside her, on the bed. She propped herself on her elbow, leaning over him and holding the book. She began reading with Ryan's red puffy eyes looking up at her, listening intently to Sarah's soft voice.
"Mama," Ryan interrupted her, gurgling loudly. His small fist propped up on his arms.
Sarah froze.
Her lower lips trembled with excitement as a wide smile took over her lips. She leaned over, putting her book away, kissing Ryan on his forehead. His call to her echoed in her mind consistently. Sarah flew over the moon! But she kept her posture, patting Ryan on his torso with her larger hand, compared to his. Ryan slowly closed his eyes, falling asleep.
Sarah watched him for a while, wrapping her mind around Ryan's new and first word. It was meant for her! Even John's first word was not for her. It was for his father, in Mexican which Enrique taught. Sarah settled on the conclusion that Cameron taught him that, intending for him to call Sarah with it.
Sarah made sure Ryan was in a deep sleep before leaving the room quietly, walking to Cameron's room, can't wait to tell her that.
"Cameron," Sarah opened the door to Cameron's room, voice thick with excitement. But the room was pitched black. Sarah let herself in, switching the lights on and noticing Cameron wasn't there. She was about to turn and go look for her when her eyes saw a speck of red on the sheets.
Sarah walked to her bed, closer and closer to the pool of red on her sheet when her feet touched something. Sarah stepped back on instinct; swiftly, hand reaching for her gun but Sarah saw it was only a knife. A knife; its sheath coated in crimson red. Sarah's trembling hand reached down for it, picking it up by its brown handle.
Her lips parted in shock as she examined it…
*(After Sarah's confrontation of John)
"What is it?" Riley asked as John re-entered the room, looking deep in thoughts.
"Nothing," John managed to choke out. Riley shrugged, propping herself up on her knees and clinging onto John.
"May we continue?" She asked slyly, unbuttoning his jeans. His hand covered hers.
"Tomorrow, Riley. Not tonight," John said, "Let's sleep," He forced a smile. Riley frowned when John sat down on the bed, patting the space beside him. Riley obliged, laying beside him. John smiled before closing his eyes. Riley followed him, her hand reaching out and plunging them into darkness with a soft click from the light switch.
John heard laughter of someone whose voice he was so familiar with yet John haven't heard it in this way before. John walked down the corridor. The walls were all thick with algae and slippery. Overhead were pipes which were dripping droplets of water down. A bulb at the corner of the wall flickered.
John ignored all these, walking down it till he turned a bent.
In front of him was Future him and Cameron.
Future John had his arms around Cameron's slim waist, spinning circles. Cameron threw her head back. Her laughter sounded like a high pitched wind-chime to John's ears; soothing to his ears. Future John's lips parted as he looked up at Cameron, happy; feeling happiness himself because of the simple reason of Cameron feeling that.
"John!" Cameron cried out as future John slipped his grip on her waist, letting her fall to the floor to stand but Cameron's knees buckled from the sudden pressure, however Future John was quicker than her fall. He reached down, catching her before she can fall to the slimy ground. Cameron froze for a moment as Future John pulled her up and hugged her.
"I'll not let you fall," Future John mumbled into her ears, "Trust me," Cameron nodded slightly, pulling away an inch, just enough for their lips to touch and press together.
John felt a grin spread as he watched but then, the image of the two people shattered like a broken mirror, replaced with John standing in front of Cameron, in a white room. She was hugging her knees and sobbing her heart out. John's heart wrenched just by watching. John took a step forward but Cameron disappeared before he can touch her.
He looked around anxiously for her before he felt a hand touch his shoulder. John spun around. Future John stood there in his usual loosely fitted army clothing, combat boots and clean shaved chin.
"Where's Cameron? Where's my Cameron?" Future John spoke darkly, growling.
"I-I don't know. She was there one minute and-"
"Where's My CAMERON!" future John screamed, throwing a punch across John's cheek. John hit the dust, "Cameron, where is she? Where'd you drive her to?!"
"Wait! I don't-"
"What've you done to her?!" Future John shrieked in a tone filled with fear that John has never thought Future John was capable of. John felt fear clenched his own heart at his cruel and sick voice.
"I don't know, I-"
"You don't know? You swore you'll protect her, you promised me you'd love her!" future John interrupted John again, "Give me back my Cameron!" future John screamed, pulling out his pistol and firing it multiple times into John's head, his brains redecorating the wall behind him in a splatter of crimson red…
John sat up, perspiration gathering on his forehead.
"John? What's wrong?" Riley sat up, rubbing her eyes.
"Cameron," John mumbled.
"What?"
"Go home," John said shakily before dashing out. He heard Riley shouting after him but John never turned back. He met Sarah, sitting in the living room, on the couch, brows furrowing and worry gathered in her eyes.
"Where're you going?" Sarah narrowed her eyes at John.
"Looking for Cameron," John said before dashing out, swooping the jeep keys from the counter. The snow fall is getting worse but John didn't care, he unlocked the jeep, sitting in and started the engine, taking off, the tires spraying snow in every direction as he went on his search.
"Cameron…" John mumbled, driving at a dangerous speed. His eyes darted around as he entered the city but among all the people, none of them is Cameron. John's heart raced and his temple throbbed. Then an idea struck him. John reached up with his hand to his chest, feeling it. But the necklace wasn't there!
John cursed loudly, remembering himself throwing it across the room when it interrupted the moment between him and Riley. Just that very thought made him feel sick and the urge to throw up, "Cameron, please be alright," He tapped the steering wheel anxiously. An involuntary flashback struck him.
"First Carter and now Ryan!" John growled, louder than he expected, "I had enough of all this, I give up! It's time to let go I guess!"
"Didn't you already let go? On your sixteenth birthday?" Cameron felt tears welled up in her eyes as well as she walked closer to John. He froze, cornered by her statement, there is no argument there.
"Yeah, but it wasn't I who let go that day. There wasn't anything left of us that I can hold on to. You are the one who broke everything! You are the one who destroyed the very thing I ever wanted!" John said tightly and harshly.
"John, I didn't want to, I tried-"
"Shut up! I don't want to hear any of it! You can have sex or kiss any guy you want, I don't care!" John interrupted, snapping. Some of the people in the park turned to them but quickly look away as they spotted the heated argument between a 'couple', not wanting to interrupt them.
Cameron own tears fell despite her effort in keeping them in. John felt his hesitation as he saw her tears glittering in the sunlight but he tightened his jaw muscles, clenching his fist.
"I can fix it, John. We can be-"
"No, you can't!" John cut her off again, "Gone is gone!" He growled.
John kicked himself mentally for even having the heart to say that. He realized what he said was true but Cameron did wanted to pick up the pieces and no matter how much of a formidable cyborg she is, there's no way she can fix it without the other hand. John haven't been cooperating but he love her, he know, he admits it, now he does.
Ryan's gone and she can't hold on…he's been holding her up all this while…John realized, clenching his teeth angrily. That's what Future me wants. Someone there to hold her up when I fail to do so…he knew I would fail him…fail myself…
"Where are you?" John growled as his patience wore out. John had rounded the city once and came back but he couldn't find Cameron. John turned into a small gap between two curbs, in front of a warehouse.
He slammed the breaks, leaning back and rubbing the bridge of his nose with his fingers. John pushed the back of his head into the headrest, "How could you be so stupid, John? Think!" John growled. He shook his head to pick up his senses as his eyes darted across trees and benches in a distance away.
"Today's kind of special," Future John smiled slyly at Cameron who gave him a frown.
Memories darted across John's eyes.
"Where are we going?" John asked as they walked along the pavement.
"The beach and maybe we could go shopping and enjoy ourselves!" Future John grinned at John, keeping his face facing the sunshine.
John's heart raced, blood veins thickening with the increase in blood running through them.
Cameron redirected her attention to the sand, using her index finger and drags it along in the sand. She started writing on the sand, fascinated.
"Cameron," John whispered to himself, adrenaline rushing to his ears.
It was a realistic drawing of two hands connected, fingers intertwined. Behind the hands was a mild picture of something too familiar to John, a terminator's chrome skull. And above it was a note: Don't take him away from me.
"Cameron, I'm coming," John muttered, opening the door and dashing out, slamming it shut. John ran as fast as he could cursing himself on the way there, "How could you be so stupid?" John arrived at the beach, panting. He could hear the wave splashing on the shore in the dark but instead of sand, it was a blanket of snow. John panted as he explored the beach, running along the coast.
His emerald eyes settled on a lone figure in the middle of the blanket of snow. John's eyes twinkled as he walked closer to her, threading deep into the snow, wetting his jeans.
"Cameron?" John whispered as he neared her but he froze as his eyes set on the shiny barrel of the pistol in her hand. She was looking out to sea and her hair was covered in snow.
Cameron lifted the gun, ignoring John if she heard him. She walked forward, closer to the sea, as the gun rose. John made a move to follow but Cameron turned around so quickly John barely see it. Her pools of brown looked lifeless and filled with tears; John had never seen them so sad before.
John gaped as the tip of the muzzle rested on her temple, "Cameron, don't," John mumbled, shaking his head, watching the gun intently, his heart almost stopped. The body of the gun shone and showed itself as Cameron's usual one. The one she carried around, the one she used to shoot at terminators, the same one which consist of thermite rounds.
John's bruised heart wrench painfully again as he saw Cameron fell to her side, limpless, leaving a crimson red trail of thick blood on the edge of the bench, "Cameron!" John gritted his teeth as he shook her. But her eyes were closed. John reached out, pulling her by the underneath of her left arm, pulling her to him.
He cradled her, one hand supporting the back of her neck and the other across her chest, hand on her shoulder on the other side, holding her close to him as John lost control of himself, sobbing his heart out, tears falling at an uncontrollable pace. Thick droplets of them fell onto Cameron's cheeks. John's hand wandered from the back of her neck to the back of her head so he could hug her closely.
He felt warm and thick liquid gushed out onto his hand. John removed them from Cameron, only to find them coated in thick crimson red.
"Cameron…" He mumbled, lost in the fears brought to him from his memories…
He stared at his bloody hand, his hand but not his blood…
She'll die…he realized.
Cameron's collapsed mentally as she laid eyes on John. She pressed the muzzle against her temple hard, bruising it. She gritted her teeth together as she started crying, "John," She mumbled through her sobs.
"Cameron, don't do this," John held out his hand gently, walking forward, trying to make his steps as quiet as possible and less sudden movement that would trigger her, literally and mentally.
"John," Cameron cried softly, keeping the gun up, "Please, don't come any closer," Cameron mumbled. John ignored her, walking forward, eyes on the gun, "Stay away from me!" Cameron screamed; the gun redirected from her to John.
John froze in his tracks as he watched the gun, now pointed at him. He wished she'll keep it like this, he just wished she'll shoot him dead now rather than let him watch her blow her own chip in…
"I'm so sorry," Cameron whimpered, moving backwards. She stopped a distance away.
"Cameron don't do this!" John shouted, feeling his own tears running down his face. He's lost her. John knows, what he says now is futile, she's not listening anymore. She can't make herself listen, her battered heart didn't want to anymore.
"John, you shouldn't be here," Cameron mumbled. John frowned deeply, "It hurts me," Cameron cried, bringing the gun back up to its initial mission, blowing her life apart and put her out of her misery once in for all.
"I can help. I'll help. I'll make it go away," John cooed.
"No," Cameron said, pinching her lips into a thin line, "You can't." Cameron's hand tightened with certainty.
"Cameron, please," John felt his legs soften as his mind ran out of ideas, "I love you, I still do, don't do this!" John screamed desperately, running forth, "We can be together, please,"
"LIAR!" Cameron screamed and that was it. A deafening bang filled John's ears. Crimson red blood splattered unceremoniously across the snow, painting it red from white. Some of them sought its way at John's feet. He screamed, feeling part of him falling and dying as he saw Cameron fall limplessly to the ground.
John ran up to her, skidding to a stop, falling to his knees. He cried, holding Cameron up and pressing her head to his chest. She was limpless and there was an obvious and bloody hole by her temple where the bullet drove itself into, right through her poor and helpless coltan against the thermite rounds. Blood flowed out from her temple and onto his hand.
"Cameron," John sobbed, whimpering as he shook her for her to get up, "Please, wake up," He shook her.
The usual pools of browns aren't looking up at him anymore.
She isn't moving…
To be continued…
Alright, second last chapter finally done. I hope you like this. Keep the comments coming in!
The last chapter of Falling Inside The Black: Chapter 34: Please, Hang On Tight
-Hinotima24