I get out of the car, ignoring the three teenagers yelling my name, telling me to get my butt back in the car. I quickly jog up to the big man who was panicking, trying to do a headcount of who was missing.
"Sir, sir. Calm down, okay. Panicking won't help any. How many kids do you think are in that church right now?"
"Umm. Ummm. I don't know. Gosh, I don't know women. There's kids in there. KIDS!" The man says.
I spin around and see that Pony and Johnny are running up behind me, with Dally still in the car looking mad. "What happened?" Johnny asked, not addressing who he's talking to. One of the other teachers started to speak up, her skin pale, "I told them not to play in the church...I told them..." She looks like she was going to scream if the situation wasn't resolved soon. "I'll get them, don't worry!" Pony yells. He then starts at a dead run towards the church. I know what he's going to do, and I know that he can't do it alone. Right as I caught up with him, he was just getting to the blocked off door. I look down and grab a huge rock, throwing it into the church's wall to make an entrance. Pony and I walk in, smoke filling our eyes enough that we can't see Johnny coming in behind us. "Hey guys," he says. We both turn around and smile at the fact that Johnny followed us. "Where are the kids?" Johnny shouts. "In the back, I guess," Pony responds. We all start stumbling through the church, until Pony pushes open the door to the back room, revealing five or six little kids huddled in a corner. They didn't look like they were any older than seven or eight, and one was screaming their head off. "Shut up! We're going to get you out!" Johnny yells over him.
We all started picking up the kids and setting them out of the window, to see Dally taking them and setting them on the ground. "For Pete's sakes, get outta there! That roof's gonna cave in any minute. Forget those blasted kids!" He yells at us. None of us got out, and while Johnny and Pony were still scooping up kids, I look up at the roof. Dally was right. Little pieces were breaking off and falling right next to us. I turn my gaze to Dally and see him already looking at me, "Carly I mean it, get the hell out of there!" I see a look in his eyes that I've never seen in him before; worry. I run over to Johnny and tug on his shirt, "we gotta get out of here! The roof-" "We gotta get the kids out first! Until then I'm not going anywhere!" I look at Pony and see Dally pulling him out of the window. The roof was slowly getting worse and worse. I know that if we don't get out now, we're never going to make it out alive. "Johnny come on!" I yell at him. As soon as the words leave my mouth, a piece of the roof comes down and hits him across the back, making him fall through the floor. I try to run over to him, but trip and get my leg pinned down by pieces of the roof. I struggle to try and get my leg free, but can't. Nothing was working, I wasn't strong enough. I look up to the roof and see that it's caved in as much as it could be, before falling. Tears streamed down my face as I know that I'm going to die. I'll never get to see the gang again, and I'll never get to see Dally one last time. The roof would come down, and I'd burn to death.
Just as I close my eyes and accept my fate, I feel the weight of the board come off of my leg and squint in the pain I felt. Someone's arms were being slid under my legs and back, as I felt them pick me up off the ground. I wince in pain and open my eyes to see Dally and the smokey sky. He sets me down on the grass and immediately goes back into the church. I could hear a scream, and I remember about Johnny. I try to get up and help, but the pain in my leg stops me. A few seconds went by and I see the building come crashing down, and my vision goes into peaceful darkness.
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Don't Leave Me| A Dallas Winston Fanfic|✓
FanfictionCarly Miller was a regular girl, living in her town with her parents, her best friend, having a happy life. Until she didn't. Now, she's moving to Tusla, leaving her old life behind. What will she find? Love? Tragedy? Heartbreak? Or maybe all roll...