Untouchable

Chapter 9

Heyy :) So this is the final chapter of my story and I really hope you enjoy it! I made it a bit longer too which some of you have been suggesting I should do :)

This chapter does contain violence and bad language so if you do not want to read on I understand! :) Also this chapter hasn't been double-checked for mistakes so if you see any I would really appreciate it if you could leave them in a comment or something :)

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I paraded along the empty, dimly-lit streets towards the hotel at the edge of town, its faint silhouette just visible against the hazy evening sky as darkness began to take its hold. My hands were clasped tightly in Rose’s and Verity’s as we made our way to the ball, the warm summer breeze washing over my bare shoulders and lightly ruffling my strapless lilac dress.

I had arranged to meet Josh there as to avoid any suspicion from Ellen, and I couldn’t wait to be embraced in his warm arms once more, to feel the tingle as his skin made contact with mine and the sparks between our lips as they locked in a passionate kiss. My life felt perfect when I was with him; like nothing could ever harm our indestructible love. I cherished every second spent with him.

The gravel crunched beneath our feet, my silver heels slipping around the tiny pebbles to reach the smooth sandy surface beneath. I hitched up the skirt of my dress as I reached the white marble steps, jogging up them and yanking open the large crystal incrusted glass doors.

The moment I entered my eyes whizzed around in search of Josh. I stretched myself up on my tiptoes, trying to peer over the sea of bodies that were obscuring my view. I dashed through the large hall, accidentally shoving a fair few students in my haste and mumbling countless “sorry’s” and “excuse me’s”. The magnificent, shimmering glitter balls showered the many laughing faces in sparkling lights, but Josh was nowhere to be seen.

A husky voice in my ear made me jump and let out a strangled scream which was luckily masked by the deafening music. “You look stunning.” He whispered, making a rosy blush creep into my cheeks.

I slowly spun on my heel to face him and what I saw made my heart skip a beat. His shining green eyes were gazing lovingly at me, a gorgeous smile playing on his velvety red lips. He was dressed in a pristine black suit and white shirt, and his usually chaotic blond curls had been half-tamed. “And you look handsome.” I replied. I melted into his warm chest as his muscular arms snaked around my back, rubbing it gently as we shuffled to the slow rhythm of the music. It felt so good to be back in his protective hold. His very presence comforted me and as his soft lips collided with mine my life felt complete.  

Suddenly I felt Josh’s muscles tense around me and he exhaled a pained sigh. “I’m going to tell her.” He murmured determinedly. “Now.”

I gazed up confusedly at his stiff expression as he stared distantly straight ahead. “Who? Tell her what?” I questioned, worried by the sudden change in his mood.

“Ellen.” He confessed grimly, staring down at our bodies pressed together, like two puzzle pieces that fit perfectly. “I’m going to tell her that we can’t be together anymore because I love you; only you.” He whispered lovingly but with an edge of firm confidence. 

I gazed intently into his eyes, bright with courage. “Okay” I whispered gently, planting an affectionate kiss on his lips and hugging him tightly to me. “Just be careful.” I muttered into his chest.

“I will babe” He promised, stroking my long inky-black hair delicately before kissing my forehead softly and striding away.

I hurried over to my friends who were huddled a few metres away, talking and laughing cheerily. I turned my back on Ellen and Josh, not wanting to witness the boiling anger that was sure to flare up inside of her like fire.

But I didn’t have to look to know just how furious she was. Her burning glare felt like a red-hot poker had just been pressed into my neck, singing the pale skin and I could practically feel the fury radiating across the room. I cautiously peeked over my shoulder to glimpse her for one second but immediately wished I hadn’t. If looks could kill, I’d be dead by now. The expression on her face knocked the life right out of me and I struggled to stay standing on my shaky legs which felt as if they had turned to jelly.

I whisked my head around and tried to shake the haunting image out of my mind and push the rising panic away as I engaged in conversation with Rose.

An icy hand gripped my shoulder tightly, the sharp nails slicing through my flesh. She whirled me around with such force that I had to grab onto Rose’s arm to stop myself from crashing to the ground.

Ellen towered over me, her red face contorted with vicious rage. “You nasty little bitch.” She spat, her eyes glowing with fresh anger and vehemence. “How could you? It’s revolting seeing you with him, like the next fucking Romeo and Juliet.” She hissed distastefully. “I always knew you were a horrid worthless whore who deserved to be shot.”

The room fell silent at these words, the blaring music silenced. Everybody in the hall turned to gawp at me and Ellen, expressions of shock and disbelief plastered on their faces. I felt Rose’s arm curl around my waist supportively. Gasps and whispers chased themselves around the room and when I looked back at Ellen an evil grin had spread across her perfect face, disguising the anger, and her eyes glinted with wicked desire.

“In fact, why don’t I just kill you now?” She mocked, raising one perfectly arched eyebrow. Her grin widened cruelly and her gleaming white teeth and malevolent brown eyes virtually dripped malice. She popped open the clasp of the clutch she was holding and drew out a small, shining silver gun, aiming it directly at my rapidly beating heart. “I promise you, I will be the one to end your sorry little life.” She announced triumphantly, as her finger curled around the trigger.

I wanted to run; to save myself, but shock had paralysed my body. I felt Rose’s arm coil back from around my waist, leaving me feeling cold and unprotected, and her hand tug urgently on mine, desperately trying to get my frozen body to move. But I just stood staring into my murderers gleaming eyes, and her face that was twisted into a powerful smirk.

My life flashed before my eyes as Ellen pulled back on the trigger. I would never get to share another kiss with Josh. I would never hear his soothing, loving voice whispering in my ear, telling me how much I meant to him, or feel the tingles rush over my skin as he embraced me in his muscular arms. This was the end for me, the end of my life which had been so perfect just moments before.  

But just then Josh leapt in front of me. I covered my mouth in horror as I watched his body crumple at my feet. My legs finally gave in and I dropped to my knees beside him, praying that he was still alive, but his face was cold, pale, lifeless.

Tears streamed down my cheeks and my uneven breathing came in short, rapid rasps, choking me. I felt like my heart had been punctured, like the weight of the world was quickly caving in on me. His dark blood leaked across the hardwood floor, engulfing my feet and legs in a crimson pool and staining my silk dress scarlet. I held him tightly in my arms, his head lolling around uselessly. I could never let him go.

The loud clatter of the gun hitting the wooden floor made me look up from Josh’s ghostly white, limp body and glare fiercely into Ellen’s tear-filled eyes. She looked horrified at herself but I didn’t feel even a flicker of sympathy for her. I was engulfed by sadness. My eyes travelled back to Josh and I let out a scream of painful despair. This couldn’t be happening. How could I ever live without him?      

The answer to that question came swiftly to my brain. I could not. I would have to die with him. I knew he was the only one whom I would ever truly love and I loved him too much to abandon him. I couldn’t live in this callous nightmare of a world. Our love was eternal, untouchable. 

I eyed the gun that lay within reach and seized it tightly in my grasp. Gasps reverberated in my ears and I was vaguely aware of someone calling my name frantically over and over. But the noise was distant and slurred in my head. I was numb with misery and my undying love for Josh.  

I planted one last tender kiss on his cold and blood-smeared cheek before taking his pale hand in mine and placing the gun to my head, pulling the tiny trigger back sharply. Then, blackness.