Thanks to:
Lady-Cherry: Wow…thanks!
Irene: Yeah it was kinda sad…it was hard to write, too…cause I was making somebody die…gah…bad me!
Cherryblossom88: sad…sad…sad, she wasn't really an idiot…but…whatever…and yes that guy is an idiot…
Kawaitenshi: eep new person…if you continue to read my story your questions shall be answered! Thanks for reading my story!
Mariko: hehe that was long! . yes I try to make my stories interesting! That way I have a lot more reviewers! How old is you little brother? Hehe cause mine is 13 and whenever he makes fun of my stories, I bop him on the head…you know anime style where a little bump with a bandage is on the top of their head? Hehe I drew him like that and he got mad at me…. ummm…Heero is the maniac gun dude…but Mr. Nice (who really isn't that old) will probably end up being the one for Megan…imagine Syaoran older (18-ish) with deeper brown hair and blue eyes…that's probably what Mr. Nice will look like…I'm updating I'm updating! P
Ccsbrat: yeah…but then again I made him that way…I have a messed up head…0.0 hmmm…yeah I guess…hehe don't mind me!
Sakura-Star69: Yes finally! Ummm…you won't think the same about updating after this one…hehehe
Emerald Snow: yeah it kinda was…
WELL AFTER THE REPLIES TO MY REVIEWERS I HAVE FINALLY DECIDED TO START THE 14TH CHAPTER!
AND YOU KNOW WHAT??? I'M REALLY STARTING TO NOT LIKE SCHOOL! Something that boring should never get in the way of updating such a well-off story! Take that! Yeah that's the big reason why I haven't updated in like forever! I have 3 classes that require 30 min to 1 hr homework a night, then 2 classes that require 2hr! Isn't that crazy?!?!?! Then on top of that, I have color guard…that is fun…OH if anyone wants to…watch me perform! It'd be so cool!!!!!!
You Brought Me BackChapter 14: Save Me, Syaoran!
By: Cherry
- - (Syaoran's POV)
Who knew something that thoughtful could've come out of Ladriel's mouth? I didn't. It was sort of sad having her die in my arms with her maniac friend that shot her, laughing his head off. I felt somewhat sympathetic. Somewhat.
"Syaoran…watch out for the—" SLAP. Right into the wall. Stupid ole me wasn't watching where he was going. "Tried warning ya," Eriol taunted, snickering. Tomoyo couldn't help but snicker also.
"Shut up, Eriol."
We slowly made our way down the hall and then into a large clearing. It was a huge hall decorated intricately with sculptures of angels and saints, each one a dirty pewter color. Several different halls broke from this one, each leading into a darker hall.
"Where do we go? There's got to be at least seven hallways…but which one leads to Sakura?" Tomoyo asked worriedly, biting nervously on her nails. She looked from Eriol to me then back again.
"I don't know…I don't think it'd be wise to split up. Three of the sisters and their maniac friend are still roaming this place, since neither of them decided to pay a little respect to their fallen sister."
"Yeah…" But, suddenly, before a choice was released, a sudden shrill scream came from the farthest hallway.
- -Sakura's POV a couple minutes earlier
I dressed Megan in a cute top and light denim jeans. Mr. Nice and I pushed her into the bath right when we arrived at her room. She was eternally grateful…and wanted revenge. Who knew by pushing me into the water and with my clothes on? Only she did.
I sat there staring at her, the water coming down my face.
"Oh come on, you know you needed it…you stunk!" Megan said smiling. I was sort of surprised she was even moving…I would've thought she would've been traumatized by what her father had done. But, it is a good thing she's in high spirits and not in the dumps if we are to get rid of her father and his nasty business.
"Here wash up and put these on," Megan said walking out of the enormous closet. When did she leave? I undressed as best as I could since my clothes were sticking to me. I cleaned myself as quickly as I could and stepped out. Wrapping the towel around my wet form, I stared at the clothes she brought out to me. "Dressed yet?" her voice came from the other side of the door.
"Uhhh…almost!" I grabbed the undergarments and put them on. The outfit was a dress, a long, shimmering, whitish-pink dress that fell to the floor around me. Around the waistline there were three wide ribbons: a pastel blue, a pastel pink, and white. It was so cute, but it looked as if I was going to prom or something. And there were even pink shoes to go with it. "I'm dressed Megan!"
She came inside and stars immediately filled her eyes. "You look wonderful!"
"Oh…you sound just like Tomoyo…I think you too will be great friends," I muttered. I hadn't seen Tomoyo or the others for a long time and I doubted that they were coming for me…it had taken too long. I was losing hope.
"What's wrong, Sakura?" Megan asked, her eyes filled with worry.
"Nothing…" I walked out of the bathroom after messing with my hair and sat on the bed, my eyes downcast. How could I be so happy when my world was crashing down? A man was going to take away my whole life just to gain my fortunes.
"Don't worry Sakura…everything will be all right," Megan comforted. I gave her a small smile. Though, my mind wouldn't agree with her. Mr. Nice looked at me…but it wasn't a nice look.
"You give up way too easily, and I thought you were going to be a nice comfort to Megan especially after what happened," Mr. Nice said coldly.
"I—" I didn't mean it like that…at least I didn't think I did… "I'm sorry…I'm just…"
"We know…you wouldn't let Megan down…" Mr. Nice said.
"I wouldn't even think about it…it's just…I'm losing hope. It's been so long since I've seen Syaoran or Tomoyo…"
"I know…don't worry about me so much guys…I knew this day was going to come, so I prepared for it as much as I could. I'm not so scared of it…not anymore anyways," Megan replied softly.
"You're so brave…wish I was like that…" Megan smiled and walked into the bathroom, Mr. Nice following her to the door. "Are you crushing on her?" I asked whispering. His cheeks went crimson, but his eyes stayed serious.
"I could be…but I'm more worried about something else. Megan's father hasn't attacked yet…it's unlike him." Suddenly, his eyes widened. "Sak—!" Something cold was pressed up against my neck. A gun.
I screamed.
- - Syaoran's POV
The scream rang in my ears for a couple seconds. Sakura's name immediately popped into my head and I bolted towards her voice, Eriol and Tomoyo following close behind.
- - Sakura's POV
Someone's arm wrapped around my waist tightly and the gun was pulled away from my neck. I turned my head slightly and saw the person I particularly did not want to see.
"We meet again, cherry blossom. It's funny how we keep running into each other…" he cackled. I struggled against him, but his hold got tighter. I started to cry. He pulled me to him, and more tears spilled from my eyes. "Now we don't need any of that." I tried prying his arm from my waist, but the more I tried, the more his arm tightened, making it harder to breathe.
This was it…
I cried even harder…
Syaoran…
- - Syaoran's POV
Syaoran…
It was like I was hearing her thoughts. Oh, how I wanted to comfort her. Hold her in my arms and kiss her tears away. Hold on, Sakura…just a little…bit…longer…
Only one thing stood in my way of getting Sakura…and that was the door that led to the room she was in. It was a large wooden door, but with my strength I could open it.
"Syaoran! Wait up!" Eriol called from down the hall.
"She's behind this door Eriol! I heard her voice calling out to me! She wants me to save her!" I told him and Tomoyo who just ran up to Eriol, panting.
"Syaoran calm down…" Eriol said.
"Eriol help me with the door!" Eriol walked up to the door and pressed a little on it. I helped him and soon the door was forced open, just like I had predicted. And inside the room, Sakura was being held by her nightmare.
- - Sakura's POV
I heard the door swing open and bounce hard off the wall. I slowly lifted my head, expecting to see more reinforcements, but instead, it was my Syaoran. Finally, my mind screamed. Tears spilled from my eyes and struggled more trying to get out of his grasp. I saw Syaoran run towards us, but he wasn't getting any closer.
"Syaoran!" I screamed, reaching my hand out for him. He had gotten a little closer, but not much, and was able to barely touch my hand.
Each step we took, Syaoran got farther away.
More tears poured from my eyes as I watched Syaoran's pained face come in and out of view.
Then…I lost sight of him.
My tears blurred my vision…but it was no use all was dark…
"Syaoran!"
- -
end…
; . ; THAT WAS JUST TOO SAD…watching you're love fade away from you…
BUT GUESS WHAT!
I UPDATED! YES FINALLY!
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