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Run – Chapter 11
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”It doesn’t matter. She’s gone now. So typical—Bo can’t make her up mind one day from the next.” Lauren shook her head, cast her glance downward and smiled, her face a tumbler of regret.
Kenzi poured her a shot. ”Maybe there’s another reason.”
”I’ll never get over her, Kenzi, how pathetic is that?”
Kenzi rubbed circles on Lauren’s back. ”Bo will never get over you, either.”
”Yeah, right. That’s why she took off like a bat out of hell.”
”I’m totes serious.” Kenzi leaned in closer. ”I kinda made Bo think that I’d kill her if she ever hurt you again.”
Lauren laughed. ”Hell hath no fury as a Russian scorned, hmm?”
”What was that?”
”Never mind, Kenz.”
”I’m gonna go out on a limb here, Doc. Maybe Bo left because she’d rather hurt herself first than ever hurt you again. Forcing you, us, to do anything would have been extremely hurtful. Bo’s wishy-washy and yeah, she’s done some shitty things, but she’s never intentionally cruel. Bo does what she thinks is right. And we didn’t exactly roll out the welcome mat for her.”
”Bo’s right and that makes me an idiot.”
”No, you’re not an idiot—”
”—a fool for love, then.”
”Okay, that. You’re that,” Kenzi answered, circling her hand over Lauren’s face.
”Just let me be sad about this for awhile, Mouse. I promise not to let it last as long as last time.” She exhaled deeply and tilted her head until it rested atop Kenzi’s shoulder. ”I’m devastated, too.”
Kenz wrapped an arm around the doctor and pulled her in closer.
A palpable coldness chilled the center of her heart and Lauren knew with absolute certainty that the light of her love was extinguished. Why keep the fire alive, lighting match after match, when in spite of her hopes, Bo left. She’d been burned again by her own foolishness. Lauren didn’t need to run anymore; the memories of Bo would haunt her wherever she roamed and certainly, the rest of her days.
Bo sat boneless, sandwiched between a living meat locker and a towhead pixie.
Tamsin slept on Bo’s shoulder, her snores echoing throughout the First Class lounge. On her other side, Bruce pressed as close as he could, which wasn’t hard since the couch was barely big enough to contain two normal-sized humans, let alone a Valkyrie, a succubus, and a giant. Dyson stretched out on the floor beneath their feet, using his jacket as a pillow.
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That was fantastic you had me worried for a while there I didn’t think you were going to put them back together when they left I thought that was it but the end was just perfect I really enjoyed this story and I hope you post something soon.