It's been a whole week since the accident. I act normally around other people but when I'm in my room I just can't help but think that it was all my fault. I was supposed to lead my team. In the end they all died. It's all my fault. Ever since the incident I haven't gone to morning practices or the hospital to check on Michael. I haven't even gone out of HQ to check areas for help. All I do know is go to the roof and my room. Sometimes I eat in the dining hall. But that's the place where I talk the most. I don't say hi or bye to people as I pass them in the hallways. Honestly I think I forgot how to do that already. As I sat in my room where all I can think about is how I just let her die there. Every time I close my eyes I see her smoking body lying on the cold floor by itself. I just don't know what to do. At that very moment Dash walks into the room. Oh great now he's going to give me a pep talk which I am not ready for.
"Stella, how are you feeling?"
"I'm ok, not getting any better though"
"Stella you can't dwell on the past you have to move forward. Its ok this happens all the time. It's not like anything has changed. They died for the mission."
"So Janette was just your pawn on your chessboard. It doesn't matter if she were to die or live." As I said this his face went into shock. I looked at myself in the mirror. I saw something I didn't recognize myself in the mirror. I don't know what I have become. Then Dash confronted me and told me that I should take the day off and go out. Go outside? The last time I stood outside was when my world crumbled apart. Then I hesitated in fear closing my eyes and squirming around like a fish on land. Suddenly I felt a warm hands cover my cold lonely body. It was Dash.
"It's ok to be afraid. It's not easy I know. Although it can refresh your mind on everything you can do. But you should take it easy first." He said this while I opened my eyes slowly. Just like a curtain letting in the light.
"No!"
"Too late! We're all here for you." As his hand motioned to the door I looked. I saw people popping out of the sides of the door just like daisies. With enormous smiles, although not as big as Michael's. Then I couldn't feel the cold floor piercing my skin anymore. I looked under me and I see at least three boys carrying me out of my room. I refused over and over again telling them to stop. Not one of them listened to my cries of hope. Then we went to the back entrance and they plopped me on the floor standing outside the hideout. I looked at them wave their hands and closing the doors.
"You're not allowed to come back until midnight. Before that we won't let you in neither from the front or here. So go have fun around town. Go climb some rooftops or scale some skyscrapers."
"Dash, I'll get you for this!" I screamed as they finally close the doors
I went away from the hideout disappointed at them all for this. I know they only did it for the best of me. But I didn't want to go anywhere. Walking around in this endless line of life makes me anxious ..... Shiz, my tattoo is showing now everyone can have an idea of who I am. I flash my way into an ally to find maybe a piece of cloth at least to cover it up. While I'm ferociously looking for something I notice five people approaching me knowing what might happen next. I turn around to find myself surrounded by Skull Raider members. Their our sworn enemies and they have a friendship with the police. What they do is capture bad guys and in return they're allowed to take all the money they want from whatever bank they want. Wow, I never noticed but they're our opposites.
All of them staring me down I couldn't move unless my brain starts to function. One of them started to squint his eyes looking at my arm. At that moment I noticed what he was thinking of. I start to function all the routes I could take. Then I let a smirk out at them, noticing that they're all afraid of me. Which followed up with them running towards me in fear trying to scare me away. That's when I planned my route and started to follow my instincts. I zoomed passed them all then giving them a karate chop to the back of their necks, knocking them unconscious. Which was fun for me and I really had fun. Reminding me of the last time I did it when it was when ...... Janette....... never mind I can't go back to that. I look back to my masterpiece of unconscious people and I see one of the men wearing a black bandanna. Score for me. I walked over took it from him and covered my arm allowing me to go undercover again. Jackpot!
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Wings
ActionStella, a girl who plays the games her own way. A criminal stealing for the poor. Michael, a guy who has to play by the rules. A patient who's been hit with a murderous disease. When they meet it's fate. Or maybe one of them knows that. Watch how...