It has been minutes away the moment I will eliminate Mac. The man who caused my life to rip into shreds, after I thought I would finally get a chance to turn over a new leaf. Ever since the kiss between me and Gar, things have been tensed between us. We would only greet each other if necessary, not otherwise. I had to admit, the silence between us was killing me, but I knew that he was still uncomfortable being around me. But, hey, it was great to know that he also had feelings for me, because he responded to the kiss.
After weeks of searching, we had finally found Mac and the others. This is why I am waiting for my chance to rip him apart. Everyone was here, and I knew that I could count on each and every one of them to help me out.
Malchior came out of the building and my eyes glared at him and I was ready to finish him off, when I saw someone behind him. I squinted my eyes and widened them afterwards. It was Kori, keeping Malchior prisoner. I knew that this was definitely going to cause me to faint. And guess what happened afterwards? I blacked out, and all I remembered was Gar shouting my name.
I woke up with Gar looking at me intently. I asked him immediately, "What happened to Mac?"
Gar growled at the mention of his name, "He's in jail, along with X and Rose."
I put a hand over my mouth, "Rose? But…why…" Gar looked at me softly and grabbed my hands into his.
"Rose needed help, Rae, and I think this was the best option, especially since her father was killed by…" he hesitated when saying afterwards, "Malchior."
I nodded helplessly, and whispered, "Why did Kori do it?"
"Huh?" he asked me bewildered.
"Why did Kori change and help us?" I asked, even though I knew the answer.
"Because she knew what she was meant to be…and who she had to be with," he answered finally after minutes of silence.
"She's back with us and Richard?" I asked, surprised. He merely nodded to my question.
Minutes had gone by before I finally asked him, "Do you like me, Gar?"
He looked shocked but knew that I wasn't joking. He merely nodded once again. I smiled when he looked cute like that. I replied, "I love you, Gar."
I leant forward and he was surprised once again when our mouths touched, but he sunk into it. I smiled against his lips, and pushed him onto the bed.
"That's how your father and I got together," I replied to our three children, who were listening to this story for the umpteenth time.
Our eldest daughter, 14, Evelyn, sighed in happiness, "So cute."
Our twins, Mark and Slade, 9, disagreed, "EWWWWWW!"
At that moment, Gar came into the room and gave me a peck on my cheek. "Hello beautiful."
I smirked, "Hello handsome."
Evelyn gawked at us and muttered, "Never mind, it's not so cute."
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Forgiveness is the scent that a rose leaves on the heel that crushes it.
-Rosefire