Ruv's POV
I ran as fast as I could, the rain pooring down, everything ringing in my ears; police sirens, megaphones yelling, constant gun shots, I had to find a place to hide.
I wandered into an alleyway, and I swear to every god above, WAS THAT A BOMB?! "Uh.." The tall-arse bomb said, looking up at me. "Who--" I instantly covered his mouth. "Shut up, cops are coming and if they catch us, might as well put our own chains on." I whispered.
We watched as the lights passed, then I took my hand off of his mouth. "Continue your question," I said. The bomb looked up at me then shrugged.
Whitmore: "Who are you?"
Ruv: "Obviously someone you don't know."
I snapped, the bomb looking at me like he wanted to kill me with his eyes. "I'm Whitty. Whitmore." Whitty said as he stuck a hand out to me. "Ruv." I said as I shook his hand.
"So," Whitty started. "What brings you here, дорогой?" I immediately had my good eye wide, surprised he knew Russian just like me. "You.. you know Russian?" I asked him. Whitty nodded, shrugged.
"Only a bit, though."
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its short idc dang off if you don't like it.
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(REWRITTEN VERS) No Turning Back, Ruv ~ WhitRuv Fanfic
FanfictionIt's been over two months since I thought of rewriting this awkward overly-inspired book, but dang it, it's here my lovelies! ~ Ruv ran as the rain howled; sirens ringing in his ears, megaphones yelling, yet he still continued running. ~ Special th...
