Born Fighter (Falling Skies Fan-Fic)

Chapter 10

The trip back to camp was long and quite. Longer than it had seemed going out. The time sitting in the back next to Ben gave me a chance to think of where I would go when I left. I knew Ben would try everything in his power to get me to say but I was at least packing my things. But one thing is for sure, I wasn't leaving without speaking to Tom first. 

Ever since I came here he seemed to have it out for me. I don't know if it's because of my spikes or because I was just another passerby but something made him hate me. Something I wanted to clear up before I left. Maybe it would even fix the problem and I wouldn't have to leave. 

When we finally pulled into camp, I jumped out of the back of the jeep before it even stopped and ran for the building. I ran inside and down the twisted hallways towards the room Isabel and me shared. Behind me I heard another set of foot steps but I just ignored them till I came to the room. I flung open the door and stopped dead in my tracks. I took a deep breath and one last look around the room. The mirror was still propped against the dark stained dresser and the bed was still placed against the wall across from it. I hadn't been here long but I had been here long enough to miss it when I left. 

"You don't have to go you know." I heard a familiar voice echo behind me. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath, letting it out before turning around and coming face to face with Ben.

"Yes I do. Your dad wants me gone." I said my eyes not quite able to meet his.

"Out of all the times my dad has said something to you or told you to do something and you haven't listened, now you decide to?" he mocked, a small smile seeming to play against his lips.

"What can I say, sometimes I listen and sometimes I don't." I said biting my lip as I felt my spikes light up and a ping of heartache rolled through me. I looked up at Ben wide eyed as his face turned red and he looked away. I finally felt what he was feeling so I was finally able to understand.

"I'm fighting this." I said almost instantly. Ben focused his eyes back on me; a confused look washing over him.

"I'm not leaving anymore without a fight," I clarified, " You're right, I usually fight back on what he says and I don't want to leave you and Isabel so I'm fighting. Plain and simple." I finished before ducking around Ben and starting for the command room.  I heard Ben protest behind me as I made my way down the hallway but I chose to ignore it. I needed to talk to him and nothing Ben said would change my mind. Even if he didn't want me fighting with his dad. If this would change things than I would try.