Chapter 12- The Escape II
256 Words
Tiffany's P.O.V
I heard noises coming from down the corridor as if someone was running.
I huddled up closer together in a very dark corner of the room.
Please let it be Ry.
Please let it be Ry.
Please let it be Ry.
I heard the door open.
I began shaking back and forth with my heads on my laps and my arms wrapped around my foot.
"Please don't kill me," I said my voice cracking a bit.
I was pulled into a very tight hug.
"Hey love it's me Ry," He said trying not to cry.
I felt myself hugging him even tighter.
"Ry I'm so, so sorry," I said finally letting it all go.
"Hey look at me," He said holding up my face to look at him. "Didn't I promise that I won't let anything happen to you? I meant every word that I said Tiff."
"Bb-buu-utt," I couldn't finish the sentence because of how hard I was crying.
"Calm down love," He said wiping my tears. "Everything's going to be okay. I'm here with you," and with that, he planted a kiss on my forehead.
It was like I had a whole zoo in my stomach.
"Th-aannn-k you," I said finally getting to calm myself down.
"Now are we going to leave or are we going to stay here in this Godforsaken place and wait till the gang actually wake up?" I asked holding her hands.
"I think I'm going to go with option 1," I said smiling.
He stretched out both of his hands for me to take it.
He helped me up and I dust off my pants.
"Let's go, love," He said intertwining our hands.
I smile at him and he returned it back
I guess my conscience was wrong after all.
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