The bombs drop continuously, they're only small but the damage and fear that it cause was heard in the screams of those injured or dying. Names were being called, tears were being shed, people were running and from what I can tell not many survivors.
'How'd they know we were here?' I speak into Max's mind, she looks at me.
'Not sure, but someones a traitor. That's as clear as Daisy's.' She replied.
'What if everyone gets separated again or I loose my memory. What would we do?' I can always rely on Max to be here for me, whenever I need her. I'm so thankful to have her as my friend.
'We find each other again. We will always find each other.' She says, her choice of words are so right and so true and I immediately feel reassured.
"So you got your memory back?" Hale says obviously trying to make conversation I smile and nod.
"Yeah, finally. I was like a vegetable I knew the things that I needed to know just couldn't put a picture to the face, I guess you could say."
"That's good." He smiles.
"Yeah." I walk over to the middle of the room where he was standing. I wrap my arms around him and hold him close. He wraps his arms around me. I feel his breathing go at ease. He kisses my forehead and rests his head on mine. I remember these moments. I break the hug and go on tippy toes and give him a slight kiss on the cheek.
"We needed to do that." Hale smiles.
"You make it sound like we made out or something." I laugh lightly.
"Getting forgiveness kind of does seem like we made out." He laughs.
"I'm glad that we're friends again." He places a hand on my shoulder and made sure I was looking at him.
"I really am."
"So am I." A small truthful smile creeps onto my face. I turn and begin to walk away when two strong hands grab me by my waist, I feel lips touching my ear.
"Hey beautiful." He whispers in my ear.
"Hey Mac." I whisper, knowing who he was immediately.
"So because you're now dating Chase... It basically means that you're dating all of us." He kisses my temple, I giggle and roll my eyes. Who cares if I'm acting like a love sick puppy? I love all of them, they're all Chase.
"I guess so."
"Let's decide to agree on agreeing."He says at the same time as I say something.
"Lovely... Because no matter what you say or what you said you'd still be mine. Well ours." He rolls his eyes.
"I wonder what it would like to be up there..." I drift off twirling one of his curls around my finger.
"It can be both hell and just astonishing." He laughs.
'Myra...' Someone's voice whispers.
'It's time to go.' The voice is harsh, deep and scary. Shivers scream down my spine. Pain erupts through my body as I'm thrown from side of the room to the other. People are on one side of the room, others on the other side. Hale is left standing scared, vulnerable and afraid.
A loud ringing bursts through my ears. A 'thump, thump, thump.' The world freezes, my heart stops and a red and black object makes a huge hole through the ceiling. Hale runs... except he doesn't go anywhere. A force is holding him back. Shrapnel is flying everywhere cutting my skin. A force is holding me back. I look around the room, fear yells at everyone.
Hale... The object is above his head... 10 metres... 5 metres... 10 centimetres. His mouth opens and he screams, except no sound comes out. I try to move my head away... I can't save him... I can't help him... That's what hurts the most and the force is holding me back and making me watch. As soon as the object lands on his head and the loud BANG is sounded...
He's gone in 2 seconds... Shrapnel... Screams... And regaining my strength.
I move my foot and suddenly I'm falling... Free falling. The world goes a light grey with dark blue spots surrounding me...
Then I black out.
Left to the emptiness of the world. Not knowing what is happening... Just me and the blackness...
Not death... Again.
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My head bangs against a wall... It thumps and thumps and thumps... Except there is no wall.
Just excruciating pain.
The pain is constantly telling me that I'm alive and that's nothing changed. Hopefully.
Maybe it was all a dream? Maybe I'm still cuddled against that cold wall and being a human rocking chair.
No. I can't just think, I can't create fake hope.
Then Hale, he's gone.
What happened to everyone else?
Am I all alone?
I'm not dead. But that still leaves one major question.
Where the hell am I?
So many possibilities and no answers.
So many possibilities and no answers.
So many possibilities and no answers.
"Wake up!" Someone screams me to life.
"Myra! Wake up!" The persons voice becomes more urgent.
"Myra! Zita and Niles and Chase! They're not here! They're gone! Everyone's gone!" They scream. My heart bursts faster, my brain kicks in telling me to wake up.
"Zita, Niles And Chase." The voice calms down... It's max.
"I'm awake." My voice comes out weak and croaky.
"Here have this." She shoves a bottle of Powerade in my face. I take it and drink it quickly.
"There's 6 people here and Charles. Everyone else is somewhere... I can't find them, everyone's out searching. So I offered to take the watch. People are everywhere and we still have no idea where we are."
That's exactly what I feared most.
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I'll update part II soon, pinky promise!!
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Running From Truth
Teen FictionMy life reason then was to protect the ones that I love. It still is, it's my mission the mission that I may die on. But I don't care, who would? Dying protecting those who you love seems like a majestic and honourable way to die. It is. That's wha...
