Stark White

The ride was bumpy, people in white coats running back and forth to bandages and air machines. Lucy's nose and mouth were full of tubes, she looked all plastic and morbid, the stark white sheets of the stretcher stained with blood. Penelope lay on a stretcher next to her they were itchy and the only thing comforting on the trip to the hostbitable. Penelope looked over to Lucy her face was rearranged and the beeping machine with lines was decreasing.

The rescue mobile jolted forward then stopped. They threw open the double doors and entered the hostbitale she and Lucy separated they took her to the ER and Penelope to a plain white room so white everything that entered the room was immediately washed out, it seemed dark and cold to Penelope, this room was for those who were going to survive.

Doctors with masks and gloves and sharp tools started poking at Lucy, debating what to do...dead or alive. The beeping machine dropped severely...then stopped. They stopped poking and her chest froze......she was officially dead.

A nurse walked in with some applesauce and...her parents. Penelope closed her eyes and pretended she was dead, for she would be shortly. The nurse informed her parents on what happened and said she'd be able to leave tonight, she only had a few cuts. Her mother knelt beside her, her mother's eyes screamed mixed emotions; pity, disappointment, terror, sadness. Her father stand, unreadable, hiding his emotions, like a conservative father should, it's like he didn't even care. They lectured and mumbled, but Penelope only saw there mouths moving, no words coming out she could hear was Lucy's scream, and her beautiful voice ruptured by the high pitch. The sirens and doctors voices permanently embedded in her ears. The scene kept replaying over and over again in her head.

Nurses and doctors morn...they failed, they identify the girl as Lucille Bueliegh and alert her parents, but they already know, there talking on fox news to the nation about the tragedy, Fox reporter something or anther shuffles around with his mike and scratches his tuepay'. The camera lights are bright, he wants to go home. Mrs. Bueliegh is sobbing, her water proof mascara is no match for tears. Jonas flip through channels on his TV and Lucy's face appears in his mind and the television, he thinks of their kiss and is thankful. He turns his head to the TV and sees Lucy's mom. Another pair of watering eyes appears, Jonas's. He watches intently the television pouring and melting and crying. And drunken football players are unaware of they're catastrophe as they strip down they're bed buddies.

Car Crashes and Abercrombie MOdels

Lucy's mind was running with questions....and answers. "is this really happening?"....yes. "he loves me, too?".....yes. "I love him?"....yes. Perfection or rather the absence of it for perfect was the flaw in it of itself. She sat up and pulled Jonas along with her. 

Jonas sat up, Lucy and him hand in hand. Penelope walked in just as they stood up. She saw Lucy and Jonas holding hands and knew. They're friendship doesn't exactly consist if words but rather merely gestures of the fact. Jonas, Lucy...together. The three of them walked out of the room and joined the crowd. The Footballers were kicked out. 

Lucy got them dancing...dancing the night away. Beautiful.

"2am, crufu Cinderella," Penelope smiled at Lucy.

"Ahhhh...do I have to?" She asked with her puppy dog lip. Jonas thought she looked cute.

"Hey! Don't give me that look my parents are already going to beat my ass as it is missy," Penelope came back with.

"Ughers, fine then, I shall leave," Lucy threw her her hand on her forehead dramatically.

Lucy put her hand on Jonas's chest and leaned over to his ear, "I love You" and kissed him on the cheek then moved to his lips and kissed him long and real. Jonas kissed back. Penelope just smiled to her self, "they were together finally", she thought. Lucy held his hand as she kissed. Penelope pulled her away playfully and Lucy slowly let go with the most...beautiful smile wonderfully stretched across her face. 

Penelope was driving home at a stop light. " So, tell me about you and Jonas," she teased.

Lucy was blushing, "Were do I start?" she pondered. She wouldn't be able to tell Penelope what happened.

The football player came bustling next next to them. Major Shit. They rammed they're car into Penelope's, piercing into the flesh of the vehicle. Lucy jolted to the side then swung back, she screamed bloody murder and her head whipped back and forth barely connected to her neck. The car flipped over onto the median. Then......nothing, it was over. Lucy had gashes of glass embedded into her face and her head was leaking blood. Penelope had cuts stretch across her head. She looked at Lucy and tears streamed down her face just as they would Jonas's. Lucy had died and Penelope hadn't. Spiderman has lost his Mary-Jane, Jonas would never be able absorb in Lucy's enchanting glow again, but merely her after mass.

The Kiss (finally)

Lucy stood hovering over Jonas's unresponsive body, small tricklets of water running down her face, the tears were salty and uninvited in Lucy's frightened mind. She stood silent, waiting impatiently for Jonas to awaken. Penelope stand next to Lucy biting her lip, so that she could taste the blood. Penelope started for the door, Lucy looked at her funny in questioning, Penelope looked back at her in tears. She couldn't take it she needed to get out for a little while. That's the way Penelope was, she can only take things in small incriminates and Lucy accepted and understood this.

Lucy sat down next to Jonas on the bed he was lying in. She and Penelope had taken Jonas to an empty room in the house for him to rest. She ran her fingers through his straight brown hair. His eyes closed, motionless, she closed her eyes and held his hand, tight.....praying, hoping. She felt a hand firmly squeeze back, she jumped a little and opened her eyes. Jonas began to blink, he saw Lucy now lying next to him on her side. He turned and smiled at her, she smiled back, which made Jonas's heart flipped. He loved Lucy, for he truly did, most unconditionally.

Lucy hugged Jonas, not wanting to let go for fear he would go away again. She pulled back a little and Jonas couldn't contain it, he kissed her. She kissed him back so passionately, even the people thousands of miles away could feel happiness. Her lips were soft and moist, it just made Jonas want to kiss her more. He held Lucy in his arm which shot goose bumps up her side. She felt so save in his grasp, as if nothing in the world could harm them. Jonas let go of her kiss.

"I love You", He whispered in her ear.
"I love You, too", The words danced out of her mouth, so gracefully conjoined to his statement. They smiled at each other.
"I have always Loved you", He said this easily, for knowing she too had loved him all along. Lucy didn't respond, she didn't need to, for they were so close......so magically together, no words were needed.

He kissed her again and again then held her for as long as time and she held back, which meant the world.