A/N: Here it is! The last two chapters of Avoiding Temptation! I knew I'd get it done sooner or later! I hope you aren't disappointed by the ending. It didn't come out like I expected, but I had absolutely no ideas. Please review and tell me what you thought of the story overall. Or you can tell me your favorite part. -Steph
Chapter 6 (Waiting for Hope)
I keep telling myself that I'm going to get up from this very spot that I've been sitting in for an hour and go look for him, but I can't bring myself to. The false hope that he'll come back, anchors me to the floor.
When he kept leaving me behind in various places, I would always come running back to him, knowing that he would let me tag along (at least for a little while). But this time is different. This time, I'm not so sure he'll let me tag along. I crossed some sort of line that only Riddick could view with his shined eyes and experience that I don't have.
My stomach flipped when I think that maybe he ran away because he was ashamed of being turned on by me . . .but then I realize that it's just more wishful thinking. Typical teenage thoughts. I let out a groan. I have to go find him. I have to force myself to go to him, instead of waiting her for him to come back to me. He's never come back for me . . .
Slowly, I get up from my sitting position and change out of my still damp clothes. It's a little chilly outside, and I can't go to a questioning doctor if I get sick. Jeans and a brown, wool sweater will have to do. It's got a couple holes in it, but I think I pull it off. Riddick always hates it when I wear it.
I pause half way through pulling it over my head. Maybe I should wear something that won't create negative feelings, but I pull it over my head anyway since it's one of the warmest shirts I have. The jacket is too bulky for what I need to do.
Gathering our few clothes, I shove them in a small, cloth bag. We won't be coming back.
I decide to take the complimentary soaps.
I bend down to tighten my shoe laces, trying to delay what has to be done. I stand up, sore from the recent fight, and step over the body. Walking out the door, I wonder what will happen when I find Riddick. I have no idea what to say that hasn't already been said before. If I find him . . .No, I will find him. I always do.