Kitana- Hey everyone, it's been a while! Yeah I know…Hope everyone is good and all! Anyway to the story…
46
Leon grabbed the medic kit from the wall and torn the lid open. He sighed releasing a long heavy breath; he took out the available medical supplies and rushed towards Miriam. She was pale, but her warmth was still lingering. She was a fighter and death wasn't going to take her from him so easily. He gently torn Miriam's dress with the scissors provided and settled the wads of bandages onto her wound. He torn some surgical tape and closed the bandages. He glanced back inside the kit and came away with a small injection.
"Inject…that…in…my…arm."
Leon looked up and met her eyes. He pulled the cover off and took her arm quickly inserting the thin small needle into her vein. She gasped settling back into the wall, "I'm surprised," she whispered.
"Of what?" asked Leon, he pulled the needle away and tossed it aside.
"Being alive of course."
Leon looked up and straight into her beautiful green eyes. He stroked the side of her face feeling the cool sweat that ran down her skin, "I'm not," he simply said.
Miriam strained a smile but the pain wasn't taken so much away from the painkiller, "You think so highly of me Leon," she said, "I'm scared I might disappoint you."
This time Leon smiled, the worry and hated seemed to drain away from his young face, "You will never disappoint me Miriam," he cupped her hand, "Never."
He let go sitting away, he moved the C4 in front of their view and stared at it, "What's wrong?"
He fingered the top and then stopped punching in the code to arm the bomb, "Nothing," he replied pushing it back to the base of the wall, "Nothing at all."
He moved round Miriam gently and very slowly wrapping his arms round her, her body tensed slightly aware of him and the pain that would follow from moving. He moved closer into her and whispered into her ear, "On my count," he shifted back just a bit to see her properly, "One, two, three," he quickly lifted her up in his arms.
Miriam cursed and gasped as the pain ran through her every nerve, she frowned, "If we survive this we still on for that date?"
Leon hugged her closer to his body. He grinned, "No doubt about it babe."
She laughed quietly and slowly for another attempt of moving was not an option she wanted to take, "Good," she simply whispered.
Leon swiftly but gently moved to the door, the shotgun was strapped around his chest, but it was something he didn't want to do. He needed it in his hands, but with Miriam unable to walk it had to be there.
"Did…Claire and Mike come back?"
He shook his head slightly as they moved down the corridor and to the elevator.
"Do you know if they," she paused letting a sharp pang pass, she opened her eyes and blew out a long breath, "have accessed the security system?"
He glanced down and shook his again.
"Leon stop."
"What?" he said.
"I want you to stop."
He did, "Why?" he stared at her face filled with confusion.
"I want you to leave me here," he was about to object, but there was something in her face that just wouldn't let him, "and you go and find Claire."
He frowned, "No!"
"Leon, no matter what we need to get out of here and I'm just weighing you down. So if you go and find Claire then we can get out."
His face stayed angry, confused. Miriam smiled; she reached out gently touched his face. Her hand was warm and pleasing, it was enough to melt the anger away from his heart, "Leon, listen to me," she said, "Leave me in one of these offices. You go and find out about the security system and Claire and then return for me."
He leant into her hand rubbing his cheek across her soft skin, "I can't Miriam, this isn't safe! You aren't safe! We only have one weapon-"
"Exactly! And with you carrying me we will both die," she winced slightly, "Please Leon don't argue with me anymore and go."
He hesitated, his body tensed, he didn't want to leave her again. The last time she nearly blew herself up for the sake of his life. He gently kissed the inside of her palm, closed his eyes and sighed.
"How much more time is left before this place goes up in flames?"
"Ten minutes," he whispered.
"Just do this Leon," she whispered, "I don't have anymore grenades so you'll be safe to know that I won't blow myself up again," she laughed.
He reopened his eyes and glazed at her, he smiled, "Ok," he reluctantly said, "But you don't move at all."
She laughed again, "Oh and exactly where I'm I going to go like this?"
He moved closer to her laying his lips on her forehead and kissed her cool skin. He moved back and walked to the nearest room near the elevator. He opened the door and rushed inside, "Ok, I'll be back in a few minutes!"
He gently laid her down at the back of the room on the floor. He moved to his shotgun and began to take it off.
"Leon no! You're out there where you need it! Don't be stupid!"
He pushed his sweat soaked hair and sighed, "Always levelled headed you are."
"Well someone has to be or we're all fucked!"
"I hope you don't kiss your mother with that mouth," he laughed.
"Would you just go!" she smiled, "Go! Before I change my mind!"
He backed up not able to remove his eyes from her, he knew this was wrong, but what other choice did they have?
He quickly turned to the door and ran out closing it behind him.
Miriam slumped to the floor; she winced as the pain came to her in waves of pangs. She was putting on a show just for him; it was the only way he was going to go. She really didn't want him too, dying alone wasn't something she wanted, but for survival it had to be. She huddled quietly in a small ball waiting ever so patiently for the pain to subside.
The door cracked open slightly, Miriam looked up to see Leon walk in, but nothing happened. The pain was too much to care, but she knew she had too. Others apart from Leon lurked out there, either it be human or not. She hoped it was human.
The door moved again, opening wider. She huddled herself together more tightly praying that whatever it was would just vanish. She squeezed her eyes shut and kept saying over and over again that is wasn't true and it was her imagination. Something touched her hair, her body froze she didn't dare risk to look up and see what it was.
It sniffed her hair and then suddenly stopped.
Her eyes opened and there is was a green animal looking straight at her as if she was meat. It was completely hideous; its skin was almost scaly like that of a lizard. But one of its arms was gone, ripped off completely leaving only a huge red wound. Blood ran down its side and to the floor creating a pattern of red along side it. The other arm looked intact it was long and was dragged by it, and then there was the black claws covered in what seemed fresh blood. It's snarled at her revealing sharp red teeth, blood dribbled down its mouth and down its skin.
Her breath quickened; her heart raced like a wild horse. It moved closer to her, her body flinched slightly causing a small low snarl to escape from the monster. Miriam held her breath as the huge thing leant close to her. It sniffed her hair dripping blood and saliva into it. Its smell was rank, a mixture of copper and death. Its small beady eyes glared at her as if she was an enemy of some sort.
But all it did was smell the air around her; it leant in closer to her hands, which covered her gut. Blood showed just under the material. It sniffed her hands gently pushing out cool air over her skin, her body tensed and the beast seemed to sense that as if it lingered along the air like a bad smell. But it did nothing at all, it simply moved back from her and melted into the shadows, however the heavy breathing rang through the silence it stayed where it was and simply watched, studied, but never attacked.
Miriam released her tension and huddled closer into a ball even if it made her body ache, there was nothing she could do, she had no weapon and the only thing that seemed to reassure her with huddling. Strange but it did relax her slightly. Silence hot tears ran down her cheeks and pitter-patted onto the cold floor, she didn't want to die alone, she didn't want to die in a room with a beast ready to take a little bit out of her for curiosity sake.
She wanted Leon, and in those few seconds she felt sick to her stomach but more to the point weak. Why did she need Leon all the time? Couldn't she deal with it? No, just because of one simple and truthful answer. She didn't have a weapon. Maybe if she did and she wasn't losing blood or in so much pain, she could definitely deal with the quiet lurking beast.
She cursed mentally, if she just said 'no' to an extra shift maybe she would be home instead of lying on a really ice cold floor bleeding to death. But if she never said 'yes', then she would never of met Leon.
Miriam laughed bitterly at herself, which would she choose? Death, but with the exception of meeting Leon or sitting in front of the T.V depressed and almost hating her life completely?
Most people would choose the latter, but not Miriam, even if death was imminent it almost didn't make her care. And she kind of finally admitted to herself that deep down somewhere inside of her she loved Leon. Time didn't matter one bit, call it love at first sight, but it was more than that and even though she had only known him for a few hours it felt longer than that. She felt like a schoolgirl having a crush, but it wasn't like that, there was a knowledge deep within her that was so absolute that filled her body with understanding. This feeling never came with a simple 'crush'.
And besides Leon responded to her just as she did…
…Her life was in the hands of fate and it was fate that would choose if she was to stay for the final act…
Kitana- Forgive me if this is getting repetitive, Miriam is either going to die or not. I do apologise for the lameness that it is today, I just didn't know what to write and I was racking my brain over it! Anyway not to worry the next chapter will be much better…
I promise!
PS: err I might add some changes to this chapter later on, so sorry for any confusion you might get!!
46
Leon grabbed the medic kit from the wall and torn the lid open. He sighed releasing a long heavy breath; he took out the available medical supplies and rushed towards Miriam. She was pale, but her warmth was still lingering. She was a fighter and death wasn't going to take her from him so easily. He gently torn Miriam's dress with the scissors provided and settled the wads of bandages onto her wound. He torn some surgical tape and closed the bandages. He glanced back inside the kit and came away with a small injection.
"Inject…that…in…my…arm."
Leon looked up and met her eyes. He pulled the cover off and took her arm quickly inserting the thin small needle into her vein. She gasped settling back into the wall, "I'm surprised," she whispered.
"Of what?" asked Leon, he pulled the needle away and tossed it aside.
"Being alive of course."
Leon looked up and straight into her beautiful green eyes. He stroked the side of her face feeling the cool sweat that ran down her skin, "I'm not," he simply said.
Miriam strained a smile but the pain wasn't taken so much away from the painkiller, "You think so highly of me Leon," she said, "I'm scared I might disappoint you."
This time Leon smiled, the worry and hated seemed to drain away from his young face, "You will never disappoint me Miriam," he cupped her hand, "Never."
He let go sitting away, he moved the C4 in front of their view and stared at it, "What's wrong?"
He fingered the top and then stopped punching in the code to arm the bomb, "Nothing," he replied pushing it back to the base of the wall, "Nothing at all."
He moved round Miriam gently and very slowly wrapping his arms round her, her body tensed slightly aware of him and the pain that would follow from moving. He moved closer into her and whispered into her ear, "On my count," he shifted back just a bit to see her properly, "One, two, three," he quickly lifted her up in his arms.
Miriam cursed and gasped as the pain ran through her every nerve, she frowned, "If we survive this we still on for that date?"
Leon hugged her closer to his body. He grinned, "No doubt about it babe."
She laughed quietly and slowly for another attempt of moving was not an option she wanted to take, "Good," she simply whispered.
Leon swiftly but gently moved to the door, the shotgun was strapped around his chest, but it was something he didn't want to do. He needed it in his hands, but with Miriam unable to walk it had to be there.
"Did…Claire and Mike come back?"
He shook his head slightly as they moved down the corridor and to the elevator.
"Do you know if they," she paused letting a sharp pang pass, she opened her eyes and blew out a long breath, "have accessed the security system?"
He glanced down and shook his again.
"Leon stop."
"What?" he said.
"I want you to stop."
He did, "Why?" he stared at her face filled with confusion.
"I want you to leave me here," he was about to object, but there was something in her face that just wouldn't let him, "and you go and find Claire."
He frowned, "No!"
"Leon, no matter what we need to get out of here and I'm just weighing you down. So if you go and find Claire then we can get out."
His face stayed angry, confused. Miriam smiled; she reached out gently touched his face. Her hand was warm and pleasing, it was enough to melt the anger away from his heart, "Leon, listen to me," she said, "Leave me in one of these offices. You go and find out about the security system and Claire and then return for me."
He leant into her hand rubbing his cheek across her soft skin, "I can't Miriam, this isn't safe! You aren't safe! We only have one weapon-"
"Exactly! And with you carrying me we will both die," she winced slightly, "Please Leon don't argue with me anymore and go."
He hesitated, his body tensed, he didn't want to leave her again. The last time she nearly blew herself up for the sake of his life. He gently kissed the inside of her palm, closed his eyes and sighed.
"How much more time is left before this place goes up in flames?"
"Ten minutes," he whispered.
"Just do this Leon," she whispered, "I don't have anymore grenades so you'll be safe to know that I won't blow myself up again," she laughed.
He reopened his eyes and glazed at her, he smiled, "Ok," he reluctantly said, "But you don't move at all."
She laughed again, "Oh and exactly where I'm I going to go like this?"
He moved closer to her laying his lips on her forehead and kissed her cool skin. He moved back and walked to the nearest room near the elevator. He opened the door and rushed inside, "Ok, I'll be back in a few minutes!"
He gently laid her down at the back of the room on the floor. He moved to his shotgun and began to take it off.
"Leon no! You're out there where you need it! Don't be stupid!"
He pushed his sweat soaked hair and sighed, "Always levelled headed you are."
"Well someone has to be or we're all fucked!"
"I hope you don't kiss your mother with that mouth," he laughed.
"Would you just go!" she smiled, "Go! Before I change my mind!"
He backed up not able to remove his eyes from her, he knew this was wrong, but what other choice did they have?
He quickly turned to the door and ran out closing it behind him.
Miriam slumped to the floor; she winced as the pain came to her in waves of pangs. She was putting on a show just for him; it was the only way he was going to go. She really didn't want him too, dying alone wasn't something she wanted, but for survival it had to be. She huddled quietly in a small ball waiting ever so patiently for the pain to subside.
The door cracked open slightly, Miriam looked up to see Leon walk in, but nothing happened. The pain was too much to care, but she knew she had too. Others apart from Leon lurked out there, either it be human or not. She hoped it was human.
The door moved again, opening wider. She huddled herself together more tightly praying that whatever it was would just vanish. She squeezed her eyes shut and kept saying over and over again that is wasn't true and it was her imagination. Something touched her hair, her body froze she didn't dare risk to look up and see what it was.
It sniffed her hair and then suddenly stopped.
Her eyes opened and there is was a green animal looking straight at her as if she was meat. It was completely hideous; its skin was almost scaly like that of a lizard. But one of its arms was gone, ripped off completely leaving only a huge red wound. Blood ran down its side and to the floor creating a pattern of red along side it. The other arm looked intact it was long and was dragged by it, and then there was the black claws covered in what seemed fresh blood. It's snarled at her revealing sharp red teeth, blood dribbled down its mouth and down its skin.
Her breath quickened; her heart raced like a wild horse. It moved closer to her, her body flinched slightly causing a small low snarl to escape from the monster. Miriam held her breath as the huge thing leant close to her. It sniffed her hair dripping blood and saliva into it. Its smell was rank, a mixture of copper and death. Its small beady eyes glared at her as if she was an enemy of some sort.
But all it did was smell the air around her; it leant in closer to her hands, which covered her gut. Blood showed just under the material. It sniffed her hands gently pushing out cool air over her skin, her body tensed and the beast seemed to sense that as if it lingered along the air like a bad smell. But it did nothing at all, it simply moved back from her and melted into the shadows, however the heavy breathing rang through the silence it stayed where it was and simply watched, studied, but never attacked.
Miriam released her tension and huddled closer into a ball even if it made her body ache, there was nothing she could do, she had no weapon and the only thing that seemed to reassure her with huddling. Strange but it did relax her slightly. Silence hot tears ran down her cheeks and pitter-patted onto the cold floor, she didn't want to die alone, she didn't want to die in a room with a beast ready to take a little bit out of her for curiosity sake.
She wanted Leon, and in those few seconds she felt sick to her stomach but more to the point weak. Why did she need Leon all the time? Couldn't she deal with it? No, just because of one simple and truthful answer. She didn't have a weapon. Maybe if she did and she wasn't losing blood or in so much pain, she could definitely deal with the quiet lurking beast.
She cursed mentally, if she just said 'no' to an extra shift maybe she would be home instead of lying on a really ice cold floor bleeding to death. But if she never said 'yes', then she would never of met Leon.
Miriam laughed bitterly at herself, which would she choose? Death, but with the exception of meeting Leon or sitting in front of the T.V depressed and almost hating her life completely?
Most people would choose the latter, but not Miriam, even if death was imminent it almost didn't make her care. And she kind of finally admitted to herself that deep down somewhere inside of her she loved Leon. Time didn't matter one bit, call it love at first sight, but it was more than that and even though she had only known him for a few hours it felt longer than that. She felt like a schoolgirl having a crush, but it wasn't like that, there was a knowledge deep within her that was so absolute that filled her body with understanding. This feeling never came with a simple 'crush'.
And besides Leon responded to her just as she did…
…Her life was in the hands of fate and it was fate that would choose if she was to stay for the final act…
Kitana- Forgive me if this is getting repetitive, Miriam is either going to die or not. I do apologise for the lameness that it is today, I just didn't know what to write and I was racking my brain over it! Anyway not to worry the next chapter will be much better…
I promise!
PS: err I might add some changes to this chapter later on, so sorry for any confusion you might get!!