Final Footsteps (Running Series Finale)

Chapter 49: Last Day Blues

Song for chapter is WILD by Troye Sivan

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I slept the rest of the night until 6am and then woke Mali up and we went out onto the deck with a blanket and watched the sun rise and then headed back to bed to chill.

"BREAKFAST!" We heard Noah holler, banging on doors, "EVERYONE GET THEIR ASSES UP AND COME AND GET IT," we then heard Angelo say a bit too loudly, as we left our room,

"You won't be getting it up the ass if you keep shouting like that,"

"Lolo nooooooo, I'm sorry, inside voice, quiet voice," Noah said and then saw us, "MORNING" he then grinned.

"Good morning kiddo,"

"Morning Boo,"

"Where's Keane and Tayte?" I asked,

"Here, sorry, distracted" Keane answered,

"I bet you were," Noah winked,

"Definitely not getting it up the ass now are you," Tayte retorted,

"Did you all hear me say that?" Angelo asked,

"Guilty," I answered.

"He didn't mean it though," Noah announced, Angelo looked at him, "Or he did mean it," we all laughed and went and sat down outside and ate a breakfast of fruit salad and croissants with fresh filter coffee.

"So what's the plan for our last full day?" Mali asked,

"Well I really wanted to hire some bikes and cycle around the island this afternoon," Noah suggested,

"I'm up for a bike ride," Keane answered,

"Let's hope it isn't as dramatic as last time when we were in Cambodia," Noah then said,

"I almost forget about that," Tayte smiled,

"Hold up, it was no smiling matter," Keane said,

"What happened?" I asked,

"I flew over the handlebars of the bike I was riding after the tyre popped and burst. By some miracle I didn't break anything," he answered,

"No you were just cut up and bloody," Noah said,

"On top of the shoulder you were stabbed in prior,"

"Hold up, stabbed in your shoulder..." I began,

"That's a story for another time," Keane quickly added.

"Okay, so it's decided, a chill morning on the beach, lunch and then cycling around the island," Angelo said, "I've also planned a little something for our last dinner here,"

"I love you," Noah grinned, he winked at him.

"You do spoil us babe," I said and he smiled.

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We set up camp on the beach with blankets and towels and books. Well Mali had a book.

The sun was high in the sky, it was just the perfect temperature.

Noah was off splashing about in the sea with Mali. Keane and Tayte were cuddled giggling away together like schoolgirls and Angelo and I were led beside each other.

"You good right now?" he asked,

"I'm with you aren't I," I answered closing my eyes.

I could feel the sun tickle my skin, I could hear a helicopter flying over, the one that usually bought the mail, there were voices of people kicking a football around, then there were gunshots. I felt a hand squeeze mine,