LAFPUL - Season 3 - Episode 3
*With Rocky*
*Rocky's POV*
I walked up to a desk, my legs shaking from the pain rushing through my body.
"Uhm, excuse me?" i huffed.
An african american woman spun around in her chair. "Can i help you, young man?" she asked, looking at me from over her glasses.
I nodded. "There was just a.."
The words didnt want to escape my lips.
I didnt want to even except the fact that the love of my life couldnt never tell me that she loved me .. ever again.
"There was a girl .. she just died." i breathed.
She raised one eyebrow. "Im gonna need more information than that, baby."
I nodded and swallowed the lump in my throat. "Taylor Jonas?"
The woman nodded and typed the name into her computer.
About 5 seconds later, she looked up at me. "Im sorry for your loss, young man."
"Yeah, me too.. its all my fault." i whispered.
My heart hurt and my eyes were sore.
Biting back mournful tears, i breathed deeply.
"Can i see her?" i breathed.
She looked around and down the empty hallway we were in.
"I'll make a deal with you," she began, getting up from behind her desk. She stood next to me. "She has been transfered to the morgue .. i can take you to go see her."
I managed to smile. "You'd do that? Isnt that against the rules?"
She nodded. "Sure it is, boy. But you seem to care about young Taylor .. come with me."
I followed her to a little closet in the back of the hallway.
"Put this on." she said, handing me a scrub outfit.
I grinned and went to the bathroom, changing into it.
*With Nemi*
*Demi's POV*
"Nick?" i asked, pulling away to look at him.
He looked into my eyes, leaning in.
Damn, this boy's hormones are never calming the hell down.
I kissed him tenderly for a moment then pulled away.
"Would Taylor be mad that we're making out on the date of her death?" i whispered.
He smiled and pushed my hair out of my face. "Didnt you say she'd want us to be happy?"
"Yeah."
He smiled and pecked my lips. "I dont know about you, but im happiest when im holding you."
I started to cry and hit his shoulder playfully. "Damn you, Nicholas."
He kissed me again.
I wrapped my arms around his back, holding him tight.
*With Taylor*
*Taylor's POV*
My hand gripped onto the brass doorknob of the morgue.
I turned around to the desk lady.
"Go on, son. I'll lookout." she reassured me.
Nodding, i opened the door unwillingly.
Surrounding me were metal beds with sheets covering them.
I scanned the room, unsure of which one holding my love.
Then, a curly piece of blonde hair hung out of a sheet, causing tears to fill my eyes.
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