Chapter 33 - Twin-connected cells.

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     We were in the car heading to where Mr Andrew claimed to see Cassandra's car , I was still under the effect of a shock , I wanted to be happy and hopefull that I might actually be able to see my beloved  twin but at the same time I didn't want to set the roof of my expectation that high and ends up  disapointing myself .

Ian grabbed me gently by my shoulders , we two of us were sitting on the back seats , Mr Andrew was driving and Jack at the passenger seat . Petta , Unt Laura and the kids were left at the two tents by the ocean behind .

" Emma .. " Ian said softly .

I sobed not controling my emotions .

" I don't understand .. " I said at last .

" What the hell is happening in this world ? " Tears were still falling down my cheeks , and that was the question that had no answer then and probably never , we might be all dead before we know the answer .

" What if they were dead Ian ? " A serious thought it was , what if they had drawned in the ocean ..

" We don't know yet Em . " He forced a smile of hope out and I settled my aching head upon his shoulders .

" They probably saw the Army heading the to the Refugees's Guard , and they hurried to run away .. That was a smart move they made thought . " Jack's voice rised from the passenger seat where he sat looking at the distance horizon ahead .

" The ocean would be the safest place to be , June's waves aren't that dangerous and the infected Army wouldn't bother searchning for survivors in the waters . " He continued .

" You keep saying the Army like you're that sure about it .. " Mr Andrew sounded frustrated , he changed a lot as if the flame my mother lightened inside his loving heart had burnt and died away with her .

" It is true we weren't anywhere around to see , but it must be them man ! Who would kill so many innocent souls in such a horrid cruel way . "

I don't know how the memory of me hitting my mom's body with such a force shone inside my brain , I never knew I could kill a fly , and I've killed not just a fly but my own mother .

Ian's heart beated loudly under his chest , and  he too was lost in the memory of the last moment he saw his beloved by-gone boy Ailith ..

For a great while we rode in silent , the streets was deadly quiet and  along the road there was no car to be seen , everything around us was abondoned .

At last Mr Andrew's black car tunred around a slippery road leading to the shore of the ocean , we rode down a hill to the place Cassandra's car was parked , her car's front doors were wide open .

The car's wheels been half away down the mud , the keys were left inside  but there was noway the car can be dragged out of the mud ..

As we approached the car walking our ways carfully by Mr Andrew we saw a pair of bootsteps upon the muddy ground leading to the far dead line where the ocean's waves met the sandy ground and the footseps disapeared from beneath the senting waves .

I could feel the blood rush inside my veins , my heart beats raised and if the twin connected cells inside of my system spoke sending a message to my deeply instinctive guts , I felt a wild hope invading my heart making my whole body shivering at the thought of finding my brother .

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