His hands grip his hair, as he spins in circles, looking around us.
"Ryder pl.."
"Layla! Run! They're coming!"
He spins around, pointing a gun at passing cars, before reaching down, grabbing me and dragging me with him until my feet start moving on their own, struggling to keep up with his long legs.
His fingers lace in mine as he urges me to run faster.
I can feel my legs beginning to cramp.
I haven't ran in I couldn't tell you how long.
I won't make it far.
And I have a gut feeling the police will be here soon.
I glance up at him, as tears well in my eyes.
I can see the pure terror laced in his beautiful blue irises.
He looks petrified.
I feel useless.
I don't know what to do besides run with him.
All I do know is I will die to protect this man.
We run down street after street, taking turns that seem to make no sense, he never slows down.
He pushes himself harder and harder.
Sweat has been pouring down both of our bodies as we cling to each other and run.
"Ryder! I can't keep up! I have to stop!"
His head quickly whips to the side, staring at me.
He looks around us, then without warning drops my hand, and picks me up, all while he keeps running.
"Don't worry Layla. I won't let them get you."
I can feel my heart breaking.
Even in his weakest moment, his main concern is me.
I stare up at his face, memorizing every small detail.
The faint, barely noticeable freckles that are dusted across his nose, the v that forms when his brows crease, the dimples in his cheeks, the sore on his lip from biting it too many times, the scar on his jawline.
I commit it all to memory.
I know this isn't going to end well.
I need to remember every detail so he will always be with me even in death.
He suddenly takes a sharp turn, jolting me from my thoughts.
I glance around us seeing we are on a street full of abandoned homes.
He runs into one backyard, kicking the door open.
Once we get inside, he gently places me on the ground.
He leans down, kissing my forehead as he struggles to breathe.
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