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NOTE: This fic take place in the Vega ferals attack in the woods.
I left saying that, that was what I had to do, were my last words to be?
– No, I cannot stay, I have a commitment with Adrián, I owe him this.
– No, I cannot stay, I have a commitment with Adrián, I owe him this.
Cannot… commitment… resounded in my mind
Honestly, death was not what worried me; it would be what it had to be, in that struggle where I was involved without being clear about my role. I was not worried about Lily either, if it was time to die, she had Jax and her people to take care of her and guide her.
What worried me, what broke my heart, what it was really my responsibility, what could have changed and what I did not, say what I felt, taking a more honest action, towards the only person who had shown me in actions and words that was always for me.
Interesting as before the imminent moment of death we discovered how trivial the things we cared for are, the things we lived for, the things we thought we protected, everything was vain, futile… And the only thing I wanted was to see him once again, one last time…
Death was imminent even Kamilah who had survived 2000 years knew that this would be the end, we would die fighting, a horde of ferals had broken loose to end our days.
If immortal vampires did not expect to survive, what remained for me a mere mortal? At least i would die remembering his kisses…
Attacking, defending, baiting … they were majority, Vega had made sure there were enough ferals so that there were no survivors, at least none of the three of us.
He would never know that her last thought was of repentance, for not daring to tell him what she felt, yes, she had a responsibility to Adrian but her heart cried out to stay with Jax, so she fled, she couldn’t feel this way.
His knight in shining armor, the fairytale of white snow and the kiss of true love that awakens her, that rescues her, no, she did not love him because of that, she did not consider herself a damsel in distress, she loved him because being, appearing when he needed it the most, showed how important she was to him, there are many ways to show how much we care about other people, but knowing exactly when to be for the other, without expecting anything in return, that’s what she loved in him, for Jax were always others first, even when she asked him to save another man, he did it, he was unconditional, she was not, thinking that there was going to be another time, another possibility, another day…
– Silvia what are you thinking? Love, did you say love… did you say LOVE????
When there was nothing more to do, when it was too late for everything, hope reappeared.
It was Lily and the Clanless, it was him again.
She ran to Jax with desperation, not the selfish desperation to save her life, it was the desperation of someone who sees a wish fulfilled that she knew was impossible, like the person who is about to die of thirst and finds a little water, no words to describe it, to hold him and kiss him was his water, it was the only thing she needed, and if she had to die it would be by his side, in his arms (As when they entered the lair of the Baron, together).
Of course, he received her kiss with a joke, but he could not hide the brightness in his eyes, he was also happy to have arrived on time.
– Wow, is that how you greet someone who swoops in at the last-minute to save you from a horde of Ferals?
It was not necessary to die at least not this time, how could I doubt that Jax was coming? If he was always there even before she knew it could count on him.
– Sorry for doubting that you would come when I needed you the most
– After so many times you should know that I will always be with you, that if it is time to die there is no need to die alone.
So much to say but there was no time, the battle continued…
It was very hard, it was difficult to have to decide between saving one or another person, and nobody should die like that, without a chance, without an opportunity.
Honestly It got my nervous when Liv called “My Jaxxie” to Jax, it caused physical pain, but wanting to shake her to let her die there was a huge difference, she had already suffered a lot and it was not fair that her insecurities led her to do or better said not to help her, Griff could cope alone, right?
The fight continued around, mountains and mountain of ashes.
Finally, the din of battle ceased, Nicole would be judged by the Council, Vega was dead, Adrian, Kamilah and Lily were safe.
But another battle an internal battle, one that had more to do with emotions was taking place inside me, but to be perfectly honest I think I already lost this one.
She was an inveterate romantic but as a good romantic, she did not let anyone approach her, Jax not only approached but demolished all her sanity, that trip back to New York was going to give her a lot to think about, meanwhile she just sat down to his side holding his strong hand, very strong as if she feared it would escape between her fingers…
