Just Give Me Three Months, I Promise
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Thread Topic: Just Give Me Three Months, I Promise
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Elliot heard the scream and had a dagger out in less than a second. He tackled the boy down, slicing his throat without a second thought. He picked Greyson up. "ROSEMARY! GET OUT OF THE SHOWER!" He yelled. He didn't know how many there would be, if one was stalking Rosemary, but he sure as hell didn't want to find out.
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Elliot wanted to scream. "You've got to be kidding.." He put a knife into Greyson's hand. He bent down to his level. "I'm not telling you to use this. I'm not telling you that you need to. But I need to go get Rosemary, and I can't bring you along for privacy reasons.. And safty. If someone comes, you stab them right in the gut and come running to me."
He stood up, ruffling the kid's hair, before darting into the bathroom. He prayed that she was alright and that he could get everyone out safely. -
Elliot grabbed a towel, wrapping her up and yanking her out of the shower. "It's no time for jokes. Someone was tailing Grey.. And there's possibly more than that one. You need to get dressed and I want to be able to get as many people out as possible.."
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Elliot fell backwards, slamming onto the floor. He freaked out as soon as he saw her leave the bathroom. He jumped up ran after her. "ROSEMARY! WAIT!" He cried. He was scared- more so than when his mother had gotten sick.
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(Aww, poor Grey. You must not like eating utensils.)
Elliot took in a deep breath. "The boy's unfortunately dead. I should have forced him to say stuff, but it's too late now.. I want a triple sweep. If they so much as find a pebble in the wrong spot, I am to be told of it, okay?" He paused, walking back up the steps backwards. "L-Let me grab Grey."
The teen awkwardly kept on walking backwards until healmost tripped overfound Grey. He took the knife away and patted his head. "So brave," he murmured.
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(And knives?)
Elliot picked him up. "I can always ask if you can sleep with me and Rosemary," he offered. "It won't be guaranteed, but I can.. try.." At this he went mute again.
(I see.) -
(*pats*)
Elliot watched them walk away. Then, he went down to Rosemary, collecting her in his arms. He lead her back up the stairs. "Please, don't ever run away like that again. I need you alive.." -
"Aww, Rose.." Unlike a normal comforting boyfriend, he just pulled her into his chest, swaying them. "I told you neither of you were going to die. I.. I was surprised." He swallowed, looking at the dead boy. "They sent in a kid.."
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"But I killed him. Rose, he couldn't have been older than us. That's sad that they're risking kid's lives." He ran a finger through his hair, falling silent.
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"B-but.." He fell silent again. He nodded at her suggestion, and then tapped the towel, as if he was telling her to get dressed.
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Elliot's face got a nasty red blush as he heard her. He stared at her face until she turned- for then he was staring at her hair. He felt awkward, as if it were a huge deal that he took her joke seriously.
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His blush went darker as he continued to stare at her. The poor boy had nothing to say, and he sure as heck didn't want to. He slowly went over to her, sitting besides her while not saying a word.
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He leaned over, kissing Rosemary as softly as possible. "Is that okay?" He asked with a smile.
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Elliot slipped his arms around her waist in a protective yet caring way. Slipping his glasses off, he kissed her back just as hard. He felt butterflies in his stomach.
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Elliot stayed awake. He rarely slept, and he was worried about Rosemary and her family. He stared up at the celing for the longest time before he eventually drifted off, however, he was still alert.
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