The Steve guy lifts you in his large arms, and you snuggle into his warm body, freezing.
"Wh-where are you taking m-me? It's s-s-so cold!" You ask him between chattering teeth.
"Dang, you're frozen. I'm taking you to my house, if that's okay with you. It's much warmer there." He talks confidently, but with a hint of guilt.
You stay silent for the rest of the walk.
(Alright, we're switching out of the awkward POV. It's ok now. You can breathe. XP) (legit took a deep breathe, then realized the nightmare wasn't over. I still have to edit XP)
Lora's (Xora's) POV:
"Is that it?" I point to a blown-up little wooden house covered in snow.
"Underneath it, yes." He responds.
He carried me indoors, before letting me on my feet. I stumble, and worry that my legs are being weird again.
"You legs are just cold, you'll be fine." The Steve guy assures you.
He leads me down a tunnel, like a mining-staircase, and it opens to a very wide area, with a netherrack fire in the middle. I sit down on a rock infront of it, and warm my hands.
"So, what's your name, stranger?"
"Lora, I think." I respond. It doesn't sound right, but it's all I can remember.
"You don't know?" He looked at me inquisitively.
"I don't remember."
He looked away. "Are you hungry?"
I check my hunger bar, seeing it was full. "No, I guess."
I give a small yawn, and Steve yawns as well, in a larger, more manly yawn.
"You look tired, we should get to bed."
I nod, agreeing with him.
He leads you to a single double bed, and blushes deeply. "This is all I have."
"Do you have an extra one, or some extra wool?"
He shakes his head no. "I made carpets. I didn't think I'd need wool anymore."
(This is realistic Minecraft, ppl. We cannot move beds when we are super tired, just pretend, m'kay?) ( I CAN'T EDIT THIS OUT! ITS AN IMPORTANT PART OF THE STORY! SRY KIDS)
"Well, that was dumb. No offense, I mean." I quickly went back on it. Something told me not to push him.
"It kinda was, I know. So, which side do you want, left or right?"
"Ladies are always right." You remember someone saying, a dance instructor maybe. (Ode to Mrs. Johansen! Best Dance Teacher Ever!)
He laughs at my joke, then lays down on the left side. He pays the bed next to him, and I carefully climb in, making sure not to cross the middle.
"Oh gosh (the cringe of putting this word, ugh), tonight is going to be interesting."
He chuckles, in a voice that reminds me of someone or something that you love. "Goodnight Lora."
"Goodnight." I say, before drifting off to sleep. (yo, it ain't officially announced, but there is a timelapse here)
I wake up to see him staring at my eyes, his hands in my hair, his shirt (on? Ugh, cringe).
"Steve, what are you doing?"
He leans closer to you, parting his lips.
"No, don't! I'm with... Someone else." I don't remember who, but you know that there is already someone you love.
"Why not?"
"I'm already in love. I cannot do this." I respond, hopping away from him as anger burns in his eyes.
Then, a more comforting voice sounds. "That's my girl."
A Steve with glowing white eyes lifts me into the air, with him, away from Steve.
"Who are you?"
"Babe, it's Hero. I'm here."
"Hero? I don't remember..."
He frowns. "Xora, i-."
I cut him off. "You promised! You said my name in front of Steve, you liar." I giggle, remembering everything.
An angry Steve launched towards us, diamond sword in hand. I hang on for dear life as the two clang sword on pick, mercilessly attacking. Steve tried to grab me, and Hero sliced off his right arm, and he slammed into my side with the sword, leaving a bloody gash under my forearm.
"Gah." I gasp, then bite my lips to keep from crying out in pain. To my relief, Hero didn't seem to notice, he just kept fighting. I didn't want to distract him, and have something happen. He set me down on the ground, and then lead Steve away from me. I quickly looked through Steve's chests, trying to find a weapon, so that I could help. I saw a bow without enchants, and a few arrows. If I was going to help, I would do it from a distance.
I aimed for his middle, knowing that my shot wouldn't hit where I aimed, and fired. The arrow imbedded itself in left leg, making him fall. Hero looked at me in amazement before stabbing the wounded Steve through the heart, the chat message coming up in the corner of her eye.
Steve was slain by Herobrine using "Vengeance".
"Vengeance, huh?" I laugh at the sword's name.
He smiled, and kissed me, holding me in the air for as long as I could stand.
Setting me down, he say me biting my lip, and saw blood on his hand.
His expression grew worried. "Are you ok? Did he hurt you?"
I touch my side, wincing as the pressure hits it. "He grazed me, nothing horrible." I respond.
Herobrine crouches, trying to get a good look at the wound. "A graze, Xora? That is not a graze. Let's get you home." He lifts me up, holding me very carefully.
"Wait, do you have the energy?"
He snickers, and suddenly we are back in my room. He sets me gently on the bed, and watches as I breath in relief.
"Don't worry, you'll be safe here. Now," he points to my shirt,"(on again? idk) with it. I need to put gauze on your wound." (lol, he's so chill. Or for u fancy peeps, nonchalant.)
I blush, remembering what Notch (didn't) asked me. I shake my head, and start to slip it (on sounds almost as wrong here).
Herobrine turns around, and blushes. "Dang." He comments. (should i even try?)
"Oh my gosh, why? Can't you just keep that to yourself?" I lie. Him blushing boosts my confidence by a million, knowing that I'm not the only one who has feelings.
He grins. "You know you like it." He tells me, clearing all suspicion.
With the gentle care of an iron golem (r they gentle?), he lays the gauze on the gash, making me wince. He stops when he sees I'm in pain, but I give him a thumbs up, indicating that he should continue. Putting pressure on the wound, I gasp in pain, and bite my lip, causing blood to flow down my mouth.
"Your eyes, the green is so deep, I should stop." He mutters.
I grab him hand. "No, it needs to heal. It will hurt worse if you don't."
He nods, continuing to wrap the bandage around my ribs.
"Ow, ow ow ow! Maybe not! Shnitzel, it hurts!" I shout, ribs burning.
He checks how far he has to wrap, then lunges into a kiss. My attention is completely on him, as I kiss him back. He tries to wind the bandage around my damaged side, and hold my attention.
He finished. "I'm sorry, but it had to be done."
"What are you sorry for? It was smart, dumb(dummy?)." I tease him.
"Oh, ho ho. Fiesty little thing. Come me're, you." He pulls me into a soft hug, careful of my wounded patch. After, he lies me on my bed, telling me to sleep. "You think you heal fast when you sleep in real life, you'll be amazed how quickly you heal in the game."
I yawn, not argueing his point.
Then,as I drift off, he starts to sing. A beautiful sound, one that I would expect to come from an angel, not my Hero.
"Their coming, I'm running out of food.
No place to run, I'm in my own tomb.
This is goodbye, the end of the line.
Their coming, I'm running out of time. " (almost started singing along lol)
"And I, I started so small.
I was over my head, I had nothing at all.
And I, I built up my walls.
With no reason to run, never thought I could fall."
"You-you sing so well. Who taught you?"
"Myself. I listened to music to calm my nerves, even wrote a few songs. Nothing too good, just a few parodies. Where did you learn?"
He gazed at the floor. "Notch taught me. It was one of the only brotherly thing he ever did."
I just nod, noticing how awkward he felt.
"You, wrote songs?"
"Mmh. Parodies."
He blushed, embarrassed. "Would you mind singing one to me? I'd love to hear it..."
"Oh gosh, Hero, I don't think you'd like it."
"Awe, come one. Just the latest one you've done. I won't judge."
I blush. "I wrote it in the real world, while I still wrote random shnitzel (WHY AM I USING THIS?!) about you. It's in that chest." I point to the orange chest hiding behind a chair.
He grabs something out of it, handing her a paper. "This?"
"Uh huh. Look, I don't think it's that good, you wouldn't like it. Much less coming from me."
( My song, yes I had to include it. Since I've maxed out my number for this chapter, it will have to be in the next one. Keep in mind that I am a very depressed person, so don't judge the mood of the song. PS it makes more sense with the music video, which isn't on YouTube yet. I'm waiting on a new microphone, for recording. I'll get it February, for those who care, for my birthday. Can't wait. So, this is kindof a sneak peek, lucky you! Anyway, thanks 4 reading!)
(1555 words ppl! So cool!)
(Nevermind, I fixeded (this is slang peeps) the chapter. We at 1575!)