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“Pull the fucking trigger, Dallas! Do it now!” Frankie screamed atme to take his life I didn’t understand why he wanted to die so bad, or why he so desperately wanted !” Sweat poured fro it withdown his cheeks, it was tears I touched his face again, re to get rid of it, he was covered again “There she is! You are too fucking late! You are too late, you stupid bitch!” He was screaun falling to the ground with a loud thud I watched as Frankie’s eyes focused on so there with a piece of rope in her hand
“Screaht let you live,” she said, but her eyes were not on Frankie; they were on me “Scream!”
I aith a jolt, e of Red’s gapingI scream was still visible in my head My throat hurt, and it tookI clasped my hands over my mouth as the door to Luke’s bedroom was thrown open and a herd of people pushed inside, with Red leading the pack Her face isted in horror as she ran toward me As soon as she was in reach,her in her tracks I only had a second to see the shock in her eyes, before she was not so gently pushed to the side, and Luke was in front of me
“I’m here, baby I’m here,” he chanted, as he pulled me to him
“What’s wrong with her?” I heard Logan ask fro I cried loudly into Luke’s shoulder I wailed like a wounded puppy as tears flooded my face, and my body shook I took deep breaths, each one sucked in loudly and never enough to fill s The room was quiet now, except for my cries, Luke’s whispers of “shhhh” and the sound his hand made, as he rubbed and patted my back
Rub up Pat, pat
Rub down Pat, pat
Rub up Pat, pat
Rub down Pat, pat
I forced my mind to concentrate on the steady rhyth I let his motions soothe me as I allowed all the events of the past few days to leave my body via a wail and a tear My mind didn’t need a reason foroverdue I didn’t think about anything other than Luke’s continuous pattern acrossfro ti up for all the ti Every bad experience in ht dealt with Soood cry Even whenwas normal, I let Luke hold me I let him protect me from my fears and my past My body was tired Myinto a place where I longed to be A place of peace
Luke
Dallas was a fucking wreck The night, the lies, the club… they had finally broken her I wondered how long it would take her to deal with Frankie’s death She was just trying to be too strong, and trying too hard to prove to everyone that she could handle everything My girl didn’t like to shoeakness, but thisher fragile body, as I let her fall to pieces inif I said I wasn’t relieved Woood cry Now I sat looking down at her, asleep and resting peacefully in htly parted Yesterday’s make-up still covered her lashes, a result of a shower that had been intended to wash away her worries, not the residue of the day’s filth She still looked fucking perfect