Torn, Ripped, and Saved

It was gone. But not completely.


6. Chapter 6 - I'd Loose My Head if it Wasn't Attached to My Body- Dani

"Let's go for a walk," Cody said and smiled.

I nodded, and stood up, walking towards the door. I looked behind my shoulder.

"Coming?" I asked and smirked.

He got up and followed.

We went outside and were walking on the street, hand and hand.

"So, you never answered me...," he said, breaking the silence.

"About what?" I asked, pretending to not know what he's talking about.

He laughed. "My proposal," he said, still smiling from his laugh.

I bit my lower lip nervously.

He took the ring box out of his coat pocket.

I shoved it back in his pocket. "You can't bring a diamond in public! What if the Few are watching? They'd steal that from you, and you'd be dead In a minute!" I whispered quickly.

"I know, I'm sorry. But I love you. I'm with you. And I want to be with you forever," he said.

"How can you love me? I'm not worth it. Life sucks too much to bring anything good into it," I said, rubbing my arms.

"Pessimist," he said flatly.

"So I'm told," I said back. "Just give me a little while to think about it, please?" I added.

"Sure," he agreed, but he didn't sound very sure.

We'd been so lost in talking that I didn't notice that we'd entered the forest.

I heard rustling in the trees. I looked around and panicked, trembling in Cody's hand. The Few. They're here.

They emerged and looked me in the eyes.

"Well, look what we have here, isn't she beautiful," said Cain.

Sam walked up to me. He smiled and touched my cheek with his hand.

"Don't touch me," I said, fierce.

"Ouch. Look everyone, the little girl thinks she's a badass. How cute," he said, and chuckled. 

I looked him in the eye. He got a hint of worry on his face. I pushed Cody to the ground and swiftly grab the pistol that I kept in the back of my jeans. I loaded it.

Then I pointed it right at Sam. 

"Awe. Look, the little boy thinks he can scare me," I said. Sam stepped back, trying to stay cool and calm, though quite obviously nervous. 

"Don't shoot," he said. Then he let grin creep upon his face and his hand went to his side.

"Why not?" I replied.

He then looked me in the eyes and chuckled. He charged at me, taking me by surprise. He knocked me to the ground and took the gun from my hands. He pulled out his sword. He sliced the side of my cheek-- but just a little cut, not fatal or deep, thankfully.

I grabbed his arm and managed to throw the sword away from him.

I stood up. Cody got up to, stumbling and unbalanced. I helped him.

Sam ran for his sword but I was too quick for him. I swiftly got my gun from the ground and aimed for his head, but missed and shot him in the shoulder. Sam fell to the ground. The rest of the Few didn't know what to do, but I was sure that they would, and, before they could decide to kill us, we ran all the way back home. 
I ran home with Cody behind me, and went inside and hastily locked the door. Cody went to bolt the windows and I started the fireplace. 

I finished and sat down on the couch, out of breath. Cody walked into the room, a wet cloth in his hand.

He sat down next to me and put the wet cloth on my head, cleaning up the blood.

I cringed. It stung a little. 

After a couple minutes I pushed the cloth out of his hand. He looked at me weird.

I took the collar of his shirt and pressed his lips to mine. He was caught off guard, but he kissed me back.

"Life is too short," I said.

He smiled. " I think we both learned that today," he said.

I laughed. "Life is to short to start the what ifs," I continued.

A smile spread across his face.

"I will marry you," I said. "It's a yes."

Without hesitation, he took the box out of his pocket and slipped the ring on my finger. 

Everything would definitely go wrong. But this love was worth the risk.

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