"Goodbye Chloe King."
-Push-
Chloe Pov.
I always imagined dying at an old age. Surrounded by my family, saying their final goodbyes. Telling me they love me, they would miss me, and that some day when it's their time they would see me soon. I thought I would get to write a will, to give my future family members pieces of my favorite things to remember me by. All I wanted to do was make mistakes, laugh about them, and cherish the moment. That little moment when you can panic, laugh, and cry at the same time matters to me. I wanted more of those before I died. Was that too much to ask? Apparently it was, considering I'm falling to my death right now.
My life flashes before my eyes- I see myself at age 2 learning to walk. Falling on my butt many times before I finally succeed. Me at my fifth grade talent show, singing "set fire to the rain" by Adele. I got a standing ovation that day. My first day of school in eighth grade, also the day I got my first crush. Kai was his name, he asked me out the day before graduation. The last thing I see is when he proposed to me. We were on the beach, when all of a sudden he gets down on one knee, tells me he loves me, and he wants to marry me when we get out of high school.
Then it all goes blackā¦.that's when I know I'm dead.
Kai Pov.
One whole year ago I had the perfect life. The perfect girl, the perfect friends, what more could I want. Then it all changed the month after I proposed to Chloe. I got these razor sharp canines that could cut through steel, and I could run faster than most humans. I didn't want her to get hurt, so I left her.
Now here I am, at the main jackal hideout thinking about Chloe when I should be thinking about ways to gain the Uniter's trust when we find her. I stop thinking about her when my younger brother's best bud, Oliver, walks through the door.
"What's up my dudes "Oliver says to us. "What are we talking about?"
"Nothing much" I say
"We were just talking about what the Uniter looks like." says my younger brother mason.
"We need to know so that we can look for her and gain her trust" pipes in jack, Oliver's younger brother.
"I know her hair color; no one has her color so it will be pretty easy to spot her "Oliver says. "I even know her name"
"What is it?" I say, hoping that its who I think it is, so that I can be with her again
Oliver smirks "King, Chloe King"
