When The World Falls (On Hiatus)

Chapter 8: The Battle of Central Park

The Battle of Central Park

CHAPTER 8

I don’t know how long I was driving for. All I do know is that this car ride was getting really awkward by the second. Skye hasn’t uttered one word to me since we left town. I figured it was probably because she nearly died, and was shaken up by the near death experience. I know exactly how that feels. I remember mine too well. I didn’t leave my room for a few days, and never would have if my friends wouldn’t have helped me through it. I glance over in her direction.  A friend is probably what she needs right now.

I clear my throat to break the silence “Hey Skye, you feeling alright?” 

She shakes her head but doesn’t respond, and continues to stare out the window.

I frown. “I know what you’re feeling right now… Having that many near death experiences can do that to you.” 

Out of the corner of my eye I see her turn to face me.

“My first time in the field was when I was 14. It was my first mission and I nearly got myself and the rest of my team killed because I acted too rash.”  I say looking down.  “It’s not a day I like to remember, but after that I went into a depressed state, and never wanted to do a mission again.”

She looks at me confused. “Casey I-“

I hold up a hand.” Let me finish. I would’ve never gone out to the field again, but because of my friends I worked through it. I’m actually happy I went through that because it makes you a stronger person.” I rub my hand along the back of my head. “I guess what I’m trying to say is; don’t let this get you down because it happens to the best of us. If you need a friend I’m always willing to listen.” I finish with a slight blush.

She stares at me with a blank look on her face. Did I say something wrong? I feel my face starting to heat up more. “Casey, that’s not why I’m upset.”

My eyes widen at this. “What? Then why were you-“

“I’m mad because we’ve been driving for 2 hours and we still haven’t got out of this stupid Bug!” She says crossing her arms.

I feel my tolerance level reaching its peak. “Are you serious?” I yell. “Why didn’t you say that in the first place? I just said all those things to make you feel better…” I say with quietly.

I wasn’t sure if I was mad at her, or embarrassed at myself more. I turn my eyes back to road annoyed.

She laughs “Casey calm down I was joking, you should have seen your face!” She says clutching her sides.

Now I know for sure I’m blushing. “Shut up.” I mutter.

“Alright, alright, I’m done” She says suppressing giggles. “But In all seriousness, thank you.”

I look over and see her giving me a sincere smile. She was shaken up, but she just shows it in her own way. I lean back in my seat and groan, but I couldn’t help but have a small grin of my own. This girl is going to be the death of me.

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It had been maybe 15 min of pure torture. Skye turned on the radio and wouldn’t stop singing her favorite songs, which just happened to be all of them. I felt like slamming my head against the steering wheel just to block her out because I don’t know if I can take much more of this. I glance out the windows to check the surroundings. Other than blood, broken buildings, cracked pavement, and a green fog hovering over everything. All seemed to be in order.

“Casey what’s that?”

I turn and see Skye pointing off into the distance past a few buildings. I squint my eyes and make out a few tents, vans, and some jeeps. Then I hear shouting, and shooting in the distance.