Authors Note: I'm so sorry I didn't upload sooner, I had a little bit of writer's block. Hope you enjoy this chapter. Please let me know what you think in the reviews. Thank you to everyone who did leave a review.

P.S this chapter is a lot shorter than the other chapters, but I really wanted to end it the way I did.

Chapter 14

As I ran in the cover of the trees I could feel my heart beat accelerating with each step I took. Fear crouching upon me as I got closer. What if I didn't get there on time? What if I couldn't do anything? I felt as if something was building up in my throat, it took tremendous effort to make it go down with a swallow that almost felt like I was being choked. Breathe Samara, you can do this. I knew I was lying to myself. But at that moment I didn't care if I had to tell myself a million lies, I didn't care if I knew that my presence would make little difference. I wanted them to be safe, even if I wasn't.

I brought up all the memories of my family, the moments that I could never forget. Sad and happy memories were all special, each communicating the different personalities of my family. The times we were angry seemed to make me laugh while the happy memories seemed to make tears sting at my eyes. I was scared. I knew that no amount of fake confidence would make a difference. I was terrified and that fact was truer than true could be.

As I looked back on my memories, my time with Raphael, however small, seemed to have the biggest effect on me. Even his briefest smile seemed to make my heart skip a beat and force tears out of my eyes all within a single moment. I didn't want to lose him. I would go to hell and back before I let that happen.

You and me both babe I let a smile slip onto my face the moment I heard his voice. Before I could reply Raphael continued Your shields were down babe, so you have no one to blame but yourself

Fair enough. I wanted to laugh at the way he already knew me like that But 'babe'? Really?

Oops. I forgot that you hated being referred to in that kind of way.

Sure you did I didn't believe him for a single second

Maybe I was lying. Like I could forget your reaction when I called you Princess and Little girl

I laughed in response, which was a stupid move because a distraction plus my lack of co-ordination was not the best combination whilst I was running. I ended up tripping over my own feet and landed on the muddy floor with a thud. Luckily I had missed the trunk of a tree by a fraction of an inch.

What happened?

Nothing. I replied a bit too quickly

Did you fall over?

No

I won't laugh if you did

Yes you will

Ha! So you did fall

No. I'm saying theoretically if I did fall, which I didn't, you would laugh your head off

Theoretically my ass! You fell over, you can't lie to me, darling

I sighed, he knew he was right so there wasn't any point in trying to argue. Fine I did fall, but if you tell my brothers I will make you regret it

I make no promises

Fine, you have decided your own fate

His laugh was something that made my blood vibrate, it seemed to make me wake up. He was like my own personal coffee.

I got up and dusted off, what I had just realised was my pyjama bottoms. I shook away whatever embarrassment that started to build and began to run again.

I'm joking Samara, I would never want to be on your list ever again. I was slightly terrified for my life

I let out a loud chuckle As should everyone. It is truly terrifying to be on my list. The things that I have done you wouldn't believe

Now, now, you shouldn't get a big head, darling

Oh, hush up. The light conversation was a welcome distraction in all honesty, even if it did make me fall over. If Raphael wasn't talking to me in such a light manner I would have been a lot more stressed out and a lot more scared. I knew that if he didn't keep me distracted I would have been a lot less composed.

Even the silence that we had fallen into was somewhat comforting. It was almost as if I could hear the melody of his heart beat through our connection.

Hey, Samara?

Yeah?

I lo- he was cut off before he finished what he had to say

Raphael? When he didn't respond I felt my pulse quicken, my hands became clammy and even more tears stung at my eyes RAPHAEL!

In my final cry, all the tears finally fell from my eyes and I became a bubbly mess. My vision was blurred, but I didn't slow down, in fact, I began to run as hard as my legs would carry me, running in the direction that I knew they were.

My cheeks were hot from tears and my throat was dry. The taste of salt was strong in my mouth. But even still I had tears falling continuously down my face.

"I'm sorry" I managed to croak, I knew that they wouldn't hear me, but I needed to say something out loud. I needed to break the painfully deafening silence that I had succumbed to, even with my pathetic voice "I'm so sorry." Tears began to fall harder and my voice was a pathetic whisper. "This is all my fault" I felt my heart break into a million pieces as images of my family raced through my mind. "I'm so sorry" It seemed as if I only had a few words in my vocabulary. "If only" I began to hiccup, I hated how pathetic I felt "If only... I was... Stronger"