His Obsession

22: they're coming

His expression looks like he saw death itself.

"I love you Layla."

I grab him by the back of his head, pulling him to me.

"I fucking love you Ryder. So much. You're my world."

As I tell him this, our eyes connect.

Green staring into blue.

Pure love radiates off of us.

The connection so strong it can be felt physically.

Our lips connect, as we frantically kiss, not knowing if it will be our last.

"You're everything to me. I will protect you with my life" he tells me.

"And I'll protect you with mine."

As I say this, an understanding passes between us.

We are in this together.

And if we go down, we go down together.

We will die for each other.

If I have to die, there's no place I would rather die than in this mans arms.

"We do what it takes." He says as I look into his eyes and nod.

He reaches into his waistband, pulling out another gun.

I don't know when he acquired a second one but I am glad he did.

I watch as he pops the mag out, checking for bullets, then releasing the safety and handing it to me.

He does the same with his own then looks at me.

"Shoot to kill." he says as I nod again in understanding.

He then moves away, closing and locking the door, then checking all the windows.

As he reaches the last window, sirens sound in the distance, as my heart drops.

It's happening.

He quickly walks over to me, pulls me up, leading me into the kitchen.

We duck down behind the counters, as he grabs onto me, wrapping his protective arms around my body.

And we both sit in silence.

Waiting.

As the sirens continue to grow closer.

And closer.

Until we hear them right outside.

He leans in connecting our lips once more, then breaks away from me far too soon.

He gives me a small smile, as I try and give him one in return, but I end up giving him a sad look.

"Don't be scared, my love. It's you and me til the end."