My mum texted to say they were two hours away, so that's when we started cooking.

Personally I think we should've started long before that but, oh well. 

I feel Seb's hands slide around my waist and rest on my stomach.

'You ready?' He whispers in my ear.

I'm almost finished washing the vegetables, so we can finally begin cooking, so I nod.

'Yeah, I am.' I reply

He kisses my cheek and then pulls back.

He takes a chopping board from the stand and picks up the bowl of vegetables next to me.

I watch him work.

It's actually very satisfying doing absolutely nothing.

He looks up. 'Why are you watching me?'

'Mmh, I'm just thinking about how super duper lucky I am that I met you because now I don't have to do anything.'

He laughs. 'You're just lazy.'

'I'm not.'

'You are.'

He drops the stuff in his hands, wraps his hands around my waist and pulls me in.

'Well I've been thinking about how fucking lucky I am that I met you.' He says.

I smile.

No. I grin.

Because I only just realised how happy I really am.

'Do you think we could spend forever together?' I whisper.

He smiles and kisses me.

'Definitely.' He whispers 'Definitely.'

I bring my arms over his shoulders, push my fingers through his hair and bring him in for a kiss.

He kisses me back till he moves away to look at me.

'Go and set the table Lexi.'

'Now?'

'Yeah now. So we don't have to do it later.'

'Fine.' I say.

I let go of him and walk towards the table.

I pick up the cutlery and lay it down.

'Lexi, get down.' Seb says. His voice sounds urgent.

'What?' I say, turning around.

Seb's eyes aren't on me, they're on the back door.

His eyes are wide and when he snaps his head to me, he looks scared.

'Alexis get down.'

'Why?' I say.

He looks at the door.

Then at me.

Then at the door.

I look at the door, but I don't have the time to register what he's looking at because he launches himself at me.

I hear the shattering of glass and I feel the air quite literally get knocked out of me as I land on the floor.

I take in a deep breath and turn around.

'Seb what the fuck?' I say

I feel the blood before I see it.

It's liquid and sticky, and it's pooling around my hands.

Two gunshots ring out, but they don't seem to be anywhere near me and I'm way more worried about where the blood is coming from.

I look at him, and watch as he raises his hand over the bullet wound in his chest.

'Seb?'

I can feel myself begin to shake. 'Seb?' I repeat.

I reach my hands up to his hand. 'What do I do? I don't- Seb-'

'Lexi, stop. It's okay. Stop.'

'No, no, no.' I whisper.

I can feel the tears beginning to run down my face.

He takes his free hand and lifts my hands off his.

'Lexi, calm down, it's okay. Baby, it's okay.' He says quietly.

His face is getting paler by the second, and there just seems to be more and more blood seeping out of his wound.

I let out a sob. 'You have to let me help you.'

'There's nothing you can do Lexi.'

He takes in a deep breath and pushes himself up against the counter.

I watch as his face contorts in pain.

'Why would you do that?' I ask

I watch as his eyes roam my face. They drop to my stomach and then back to my face.

'Seb, why?'

He shakes his head.

He reaches out a shaky hand and places it on my stomach. 'Tell the baby I love her.'

He's saying goodbye.

'Seb.' My voice is trembling and I'm struggling to get my words out. 'Seb.'

'Please Lexi.' He whispers.

'Seb you can't say goodbye to me.'

He squeezes his eyes shut and braces his head on the counter.

'Lexi, I love you.'

I can't breathe anymore.

I don't know whether it's because I'm crying, or because I'm panicking.

But all I know is that everything I'm living for is coming to an end.

'I love you too.' I say

He drops his head to his chest and shuts his eyes.

I lean in, reach out and cup his face in my hands.

I let out a shaky breath.

'Seb look at me. You can't leave me, I love you.' I say.

His breathing is getting shallower. His hand drops from his chest.

I can feel his blood seeping into my clothes and it's all over my hands.

I move in closer and take his hand. 'Seb.' I say weakly.

'Lexi, you're a fucking angel. You saved me.' He says quietly. 'I'll see you again one day baby.'

I feel his hand go limp in mine and I watch his head drop down to his chest.

Right now, I feel like my heart has been ripped out of my chest.

I can't breathe and I can't see because everything has gone blurry..

I feel someone's hands pull me up to my feet.

'Alexis, we need to go.' Axcel says from behind me. 'Now.'

I don't reply, because I can't seem to stop the heart-wrenching sobs from escaping from my mouth.

I don't move, because I genuinely can't.

'Alexis.' Axcel's voice is breaking.

This is not the way it was supposed to end.

Axcel's pulling me out the house.

He pushes me in a car and shuts the door.

I tuck my knees under my chest, and let the tears fall.

The sobbing has stopped, but I still can't breathe.

I feel the weight in the car change when Axcel gets in.

I notice when the tears start falling down Axcel's face.

I feel sick.

I hate that I'm covered in Sebastian's blood.

I hate that Sebastian killed himself for me.

I hate that I can't do anything about it.

I hate everything.

Most of all, I hate the fact that the world feels empty now.

I feel empty.