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Chapter six: I'm a castaway going at it alone
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White lights.
Ashlee squinted.
White lights.
They were everywhere.
Where was she?
She looked around and saw nothing.
Just white.
Everything was so pure.
So clean.
If only life was really this simple.
In the distance, she saw a thick black shadow.
Ryan.
He was completely black.
Behind was Brendon.
He was black also.
She looked at herself.
She was pure white.
This had to symbolize something.
Ryan hadn't left Ashlee for the two days she been unconscious for.
He just sat by her.
Taking in her beauty.
She was perfect.
And there still is a chance he will never see her again.
Ashlee felt herself spinning.
The two shadows in front of her disappeared.
She fell down this whole.
Full of all her past memories.
Ryan sighed.
Ashlee had to be okay.
She just had to be.
He needed her.
Ashlee slowly and peacefully fell.
Until her surroundings changed.
She now saw.
A very messy looking boy.
His petite frame.
Covered by clothes that looked like they hadn't been shaved for days.
She could barley believe it.
It was Ryan.
"Ry" He squinted.
His gaunt face lit up.
His eyes sparkled.
Ryan couldn't believe his eyes.
His Ashlee was Alive.
She looked as beautiful as ever.
Her face was covered in cuts and bruises but still her natural beauty shone through.
"I love you, this has made me realize how much"
"I love you too. I'm so sorry. Ry." He could almost see the sincerity in his voice.
"Never leave me," He whispered.
"Never" She replied.
Kissing him lightly
If this isn't love.
Then what is?
White lights.
Ashlee squinted.
White lights.
They were everywhere.
Where was she?
She looked around and saw nothing.
Just white.
Everything was so pure.
So clean.
If only life was really this simple.
In the distance, she saw a thick black shadow.
Ryan.
He was completely black.
Behind was Brendon.
He was black also.
She looked at herself.
She was pure white.
This had to symbolize something.
Ryan hadn't left Ashlee for the two days she been unconscious for.
He just sat by her.
Taking in her beauty.
She was perfect.
And there still is a chance he will never see her again.
Ashlee felt herself spinning.
The two shadows in front of her disappeared.
She fell down this whole.
Full of all her past memories.
Ryan sighed.
Ashlee had to be okay.
She just had to be.
He needed her.
Ashlee slowly and peacefully fell.
Until her surroundings changed.
She now saw.
A very messy looking boy.
His petite frame.
Covered by clothes that looked like they hadn't been shaved for days.
She could barley believe it.
It was Ryan.
"Ry" He squinted.
His gaunt face lit up.
His eyes sparkled.
Ryan couldn't believe his eyes.
His Ashlee was Alive.
She looked as beautiful as ever.
Her face was covered in cuts and bruises but still her natural beauty shone through.
"I love you, this has made me realize how much"
"I love you too. I'm so sorry. Ry." He could almost see the sincerity in his voice.
"Never leave me," He whispered.
"Never" She replied.
Kissing him lightly
If this isn't love.
Then what is?
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