Our Destiny (Sequel to Fallen)

It's been a year since Karla started to remember, and everything looks perfect. It feels perfect. But the burden from her being an orphan, and both of her parents dying because of her, keeps adding more weight on her shoulders. When Justin and Karla find themselves in a situation they can't get out of, will their love be enough?


12. Forever ago

Karla's POV

As I sat down in the back of bus 576 I wiped yet another tear away from my cheek. I stared out through the window. The forest behind the streetlights that kept lighting up the bus was covered in complete darkness. I pulled the hood from my sweater over my head and leaned against the glass. My mind wandered back to a day few months ago. Me and Justin had a day home alone. We were sitting on the couch in the living room, his arms were around me and I was resting my head against his chest. He kept kissing my scalp, and I just laid there and smiled, I knew that I had found happiness. I think I fell asleep there, because I don't have any memory of what happened, all I knew was that I woke up a few hours later, to the sound of guitar strumming and soft singing from upstairs. I stood up from the couch and quietly walked to the end of the staircase. I could barely make out the words he was singing. "And all I ever wanted to do, was to be with you forever. You keep making me fall in love, deeper than ever before." I smiled, had he written a song about me? I walked up the first step, and the wood creaked. The strumming of the guitar stopped, and footsteps came my way. I watched Justin with a smile as he came down the stairs. "You weren't supposed to hear that you know." He said with a smile and stepped down to the floor. "You wrote a song about me?" He sighed and looked down at the floor. "Writing." "What?" He looked up at me while smirking. "I'm writing a song about you, it's not finished yet." My smile grew wider as I wrapped my arms around his neck. "I always dreamed about a boy writing a song about me." His arms rested on my waist. "It's my best way of expressing feelings." He explained. My head moved closer to his, I could feel his breath against my lips. "Which feelings are you referring to?" I whispered. He stared into my eyes. "The feeling that I love you." He kissed my lips. That seemed like it happened forever ago. I was now sitting on a bus, headed to my death. I guess not everybody gets their fairy tale ending, somebody had got to take the hit, and for now, that person was me.

A/N Hello fellow readers! :) What are your opinions on all of this? Should Justin come after her, or just admit he has to let her go?

-Emma x

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