Chapter 25

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*Julias POV*
"Michael Gordon Clifford...I really wanna marry you." I said softly as I stared in his light blue green orbs. They immediately lit up with love,hope,surprise. "M-marry me? Now? So soon?!" He asked,getting happier by the second. "Yes. You. Now." I said happily as he picked me up into his arms and spun me around wildly. A couple moments later,I was shoved against the wall,his hands right around my neck making me choke on my own thoughts. I couldn't speak. I couldn't move. Nothing. Pain overtook my body and soon Michael was backing up,blood dripping from his soft pink lips and falling onto the white carpet of the bus. I fell to the ground in a heap and he smirked. "Foolish girl." He said laughing and took a hold of my arm and snapped it right in have,leaving nothing but a bloody mess. He did the same with my other arm and both legs. Pain engulfed my body by now and I was numb. Why would he do this to me? "Goodnight sweetheart." He mumbled before snapping my neck. I shot up in bed,sweat and tears mixing together to come rolling down my face. I grabbed my pillow and covered my mouth and began to sob uncontrollably. In a flash,Michael was awake and hugging me and pulling me to his chest,asking what was wrong with me. "You..I-I.." Was all I managed to get out. "Come on baby tell me what happened." He soothed me and ran his cool fingers through my tangly hair. After a minute,I calmed down and looked at him,not meeting those beautiful nightmarish eyes that had caused me so much pain before. "We were going to get married then you tore me apart limb from limb and snapped my neck. I thought you loved me." I said crying more by now. He chuckled a little and pulled me tighter. "Of course I love you. It was just a dream. That's all." He whispered and kissed my forehead. "I love you babe." He said again and squeezed me to his chest and kissed me. I kissed back and lied down and cuddled to him. "Promise me you'll never leave me. Ever." I mumbled,sleep suddenly deciding to take over,causing me to loose my train of thought. "I'll never leave you." He whispered,a hint of trueness and promise in his voice. I knew he'd never leave me. But sometimes it took a lot to believe he was just saying that so he wouldn't die. Maybe he was. I'd eventually find out. Hopefully later than sooner.

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