Snow heard the shot and bolted, she saw a short man lurking in the woods in front of her. He dropped his gun and stepped back from it.
He stood there, enough emotion in his eyes to fill an army, Snow walked in a hurry over to the man and greeted him in open arms.
He hugged her back. Tears spilled down Snow’s cheeks and rubbed off onto his shirt.
” I am so sorry, I got caught before I reached our meeting place, I longed to sprint to you, but I had to be sneaky. ” Snow said through red eyes and tears
“You are forgiven.” He muttered, looking over at Snow’s mothers dead body, feeling guilty.
“You can do this, you may be a dwarf but you can still do anything.” Snow said reassuringly.
Tom wasn’t so sure. But he was now a criminal, risking his life just for a girl.
“Leave the gun, we must go.”
They went on no matter how Tom felt, he stashed the gun in his backpack, regardless of what Snow had told him. He might need it.
They started walking that night, through the woods. Snows was smart, she knew not to leave traces or footprints, they stood on the rocks or if there weren’t any they would change track subtly so they wouldn’t notice when the POLICE came. And they would come. Snow knew it. Tom did to.
Tom knew he couldn’t live that life – what was left of it, he had thrown it all away to help a young and beautiful girl commit a crime.
Snow trusted Tom, she told him her plans and she had told him about her past.
When Snow was younger she fought with her parents a lot – she utterly and completely loathed them. She made a plan – she would team up with somebody ( Tom ) get them to kill her Mum and they work together to kill her father. She became very interested in her fathers work – coming to help out everyday, asking the criminals questions in secret. She could then think like a criminal. After that her plan really set into action. Get caught running away – loure her mother out and kill her. Simple.
Tom could still see her face, her breath on the back of his neck, her soft voice masking the unkind words like a cloak.
He was miles away now, she thinks he is getting food but no, he couldn’t stop now.
He stumbled over his left leg and decided he would hitch-hike from here. He put his thumb out feeling rather foolish. To his suprise somebody stopped.
He smiled at the car more than the occupant and hopped in.
They drove for a few minutes when the driver looked back at Tom. He stared back at none other than Snow White.
She interrogated him angrily, he lied with all his might – and then he was stuck with her again.
Snow White and The Dwarf Tom.
Once again reunited even if they didn’t want it – fate had decided.
The POLICE found them a day later sitting by the river.
“Wait, I’m innocent – I didn’t kill anyone, take him. I’m innocent I tell you!” Snow screamed at the POLICE.
“How could you do this, you are ruining my life!” Yelled Tom.
Tom went ballistic he was outraged and he wouldn’t let Snow get away with it. So. He put his finger in front of the trigger and pulled it.
Snow fell to the ground with a thump, the colour of blood was all Tom could see through tears.
Tom spent the rest of his life in jail, he died of old age in the end. Peter Snow’s father met someone else but he was never quite as happy.
And the gun, stayed with Snow’s body. Forever. She was no longer Snow White, she was Snow Red.