Brunette boy | Viscount Tewkesbury

Part Three

+ Try not to die +

"Aah!" Yelled Tewkesbury barely holding on the the now fully opened door.

   I ran towards the door and grabbed his arm just before the train went through the túnel.

      The man still laying unconscious on the ground.

      Enola nodded her head motioning to follow her.

      I grabbed Tewksbury's arm and pulled him with me.

      The three of us running out of the compartment, Enola in-front of both of us.

We were almost half way into the hall of the compartment when I remembered.

The letters! without thinking I ran back Into the compartment.

"Where are you going!?"  Shouted Tewksbury, I could feel his dark brown eyes on me.

   I ran inside. The man was still unconscious on the ground.

     I quickly opened the suitcase and took out the letters. I placed them on the pocket my dress had.

I ran back to them. They were waiting for me with worried looks on their faces.

"Why'd you go back for?" They asked, starting to speed walk.

"Something." I didn't want to say why I had ran back. I dunno why.

"Who is that!" He was trying to kill me!" Shouted Tewkesbury. "Im not ready to die on a train" he panicked, following Enola.

"I'm not ready to die at all." I told him in a angry tone now knowing that the three of us were targets.

   For what exactly? well you know.

We kept speed walking past compartments
"where are we going?" Asked Tewkesbury.

Does this boy ever stop asking questions?

  "I don't know. Let me think" shouted Enola, Clearly annoyed.

We walked further to a door ahead of us that opened to the outside where the front of the train was.

She opened the door and walked into the part where the compartments ended and the coal was at.

We all walked out carefully.

     I closed the door that headed to the compartment, shut.

     The air rushing forward making my long hair move all over the place.

    I could tell by Enola's face that she was thinking of jumping off the train.

"Is This truly the best way to come?" I asked her. I didn't want to jump out the train. I could get a concussion for all I know.

"can you think of a better way?" She asked, just loud enough so we could hear her voice through the wind and train noises.

Nope I didn't have a better idea.

I was getting Claustrophobic, it's my weakness.

    The fact that we were standing in this small area where we were only connected by this chain wasn't helping.

All of us holding on to dear life right now.

My dress moving backwards towards where the wind was blowing.

     The thought of jumping off the train gave me so much anxiety.

    Tewkesbury moved toward to the front of the train behind Enola.

   "Do you guys trust me?" Shouted Enola louder than before.

"NO!" Responded Tewkesbury, looking down at the train track, then moving his head upward as if asking the heavens to help him.

"Yes!" I responded, I honestly didn't but I much rather jump off than stay claustrophobic.

   "Good!" She replied, at my response. "If we time correctly we can leave him stranded!" She shouted.

"Time correctly?" I asked.

"Listen to me, we only have two choices!" She shouted.

"And which one involves me not dying!" He asked, Gosh he was self absorbed.

The door that lead to the compartments suddenly swung open revealing the man who I had hit in the head.

    I tried to move next to Tewkesbury but the man grabbed my arm.

"Let go!" I yelled, He was hurting my arm. His hand pressing on my wrist.

    Tewkesbury then tugged my other arm making both my hands burn in pain. I felt my skin ripping if it's even possible. It burned. I felt like I was about to lose both my hands.

Tewksbury pulled me with a unyielding force and the three of us jumped off the train.

We rolled down the grass hill, leaving the man stranded on the train.

    I felt the sharp pain of the small rocks as I was rolling down the hill.

      We were extremely close to rolling down the hill and into a cliff but the three of us stopped on time. 

Tewkesbury dramatically grunted while shaking the grass off him with his hands.

"You make an awful lot of noise don't you?" I told him while standing up and trying to clean the dirt off my dress.

   I felt a burning sensation on my left leg. I moved my dress upward just a little bit to see what was causing that pain.

Yup, I had a bloody scrape.

"Well it turns out, being thrown out off a train hurts considerably more than you think." He spoke looking at me with an offended tone.

"Did you have a better idea?" Argued Enola, rolling her eyes.

I walked away from them trying to find another way to get to London. Since now i was thrown off a train with two random people I had just meet a few seconds ago.

My leg hurting like heck. This isn't how I imagined traveling the world looked like.

Hello luvs💕 so yes this is a shorter chapter than the other one's but I hope you all still enjoyed it don't forget to comment and vote.

Im extremely sorry if I misspelled some words