Free, like a bird

Chapter 27

Austin's POV

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I walk to her house and peek in the window to here what they are talking about.

"What did I tell you?"

"Look, I'm sorry please don't."

"Well why shouldn't I? You didn't listen to what I told to to do and now you want me to listen to what you have to say? No, I SHOULD do this. He doesn't need you, he needs me. He doesn't love you, he loves me. He never even loved you! He never would love a poor person!"

"I'm sorry I will never go near him again! I promise!"

"Well, if I do this you never will see him again, if I don't, there's a possibility that you could be living to me."

"Please don't!"

"To late!"

I hear screams of pain and run to the door, kicking it down.

"Well looks like your little girl friend is not here anymore." She says.

I look down at Ari and run up to her.

"ARI?!"

"... no matter what happens, always remember, I love y..."

Here lies the best thing in my life. DEAD.

I look up at the person who had stabbed her. The person was smiling, while I was crying with blood on my hands.

Then I wake up, drenched with sweat.

I look at Ari just to make sure she was still there. NOT DEAD. When I look she isn't there. I quickly jump out of bed and run down the stairs, not care how much noise I was making. I look in the living room and see her watching tv next to the fire.

What is she doing? It's 3:00 in the morning!

She looks at me with covers in her hand, scared.

"Why are you up?" Her asks.

"Why are YOU up?" I reply.

"I went to sleep in the hospital so, I'm not sleepy. Now, why are YOU up?" She says.

"I had a bad dream." I simply said.

I wasn't scared to tell her. It was ABOUT her, so I feel comfortable telling her.

He had a serious face.

"You did? Do you wanna tell me what it was about?" She asks.

"Yeah, it was about you and Paris. She killed you, and I was peeking the whole time. I could have saved you..."

I started to cry.

"But I didn't. I was too shocked."

She watches me as I cry.

"Well, I'm here right?" She says laughing a little.

I hug her.

"Yes you are, and I'm glad you are." I say back.

I sit her on my lap as we watch our favorite show, spongebob.