Missing Past Found Future → Ziall

Chapter 27: What Awaits At The Trolley

November 6th, 2014
11:45 AM

Once we arrived at the Trolley, what I saw made my jaw drop.

"Oh no!" Niall says, tears stinging the corner of his eyes.

The 3rd Trolley was in flames and written in the sand was, "I KNOW WHO YOU REALLY ARE BOB, AND I'M GOING TO TELL EVERYONE YOUR TRUE IDENTITY."

I bit my lip and sighed.

This was all my fault, if I never came here in the first place, people would still be alive.

I shook my head.

"I can't do this anymore, I just can't Niall.." I mumbled to myself.

Niall looked up at me.

"What do you mean Zayn?" He asked, wiping the tears that were streaming down his face.

I looked at him and sighed.

"I mean this, I give up, I only did this to save people, but all I'm really doing is hurting people." I say, looking at my feet.

Niall shook his head.

"No Zayn, it's not your fault, you couldn't have known this would happen, you can't just leave after everything you've been through!" He says, starting to cry again.

I shook my head.

"If I stay here Niall, my identity will be announced to the soldiers here, I'll be shot up anyway, so there's no good reason for me to continue staying here." I say, frowning.

Niall sobbed.

"But you can make a difference Zayn, you can save all of us! Just please, don't go!" He cried out.

I shook my head, feeling tears build up in my own eyes.

"I'm sorry." I choked out, before running into the woods.

When I found my car, I saw that it was all beaten up.

The windows were smashed, the inside was trashed, my car doors were smashed in, and my tires were flat.

I then saw the message painted on the right side of my car, "THERE IS NO ESCAPE!"

I then frowned, feeling myself get pissed at the sight of my trashed car.

I shook my head and punched my car door.

I would help all of the slaves escape if it was the last thing I'd do, but first I needed to find out who did this to my car.

I quickly jogged back to the Trolley to find Niall on his knees crying his eyes out.

I kneeled down beside him and rubbed his back.

"Don't worry Niall, I'll come up with a plan." I whispered in his ear.

"Thank you Zayn, I'll help you put your plan into action when you come up with one." He whispered, kissing my cheek.

"Thanks Niall, this is why I love you." I whispered, pecking his lips.

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Who do you think wrote the messages and trashed the place? Would love to hear your thoughts in the comments!