𝓦𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝔀𝓮 𝓫𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓮?

-- Episode 22 --

⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ Beutiful Author's Note

Heya! It's been so long since I wrote in this book so I am ready today to write! I have had absolutely no idea who to ingure next thankfully I have come with a conclusion!

༄˖°.🍂.ೃ࿔*: . Aiden's POV
"Guys! Jump!" Ashlyn said as she tapped my shoulder lightly the others looked at her like she was a fucking phsyco.

Everyone paused except Logan who was shooting by himself.

"we are NOT jumping on a train!" Tyler shouted loudly. I glanced at Ashlyn, were her ears okay? Thanks God she had her earphones.

She left her touch off my shoulder. I looked at her hand departing.

"Well if you've got a better plan, then you take the lead, because we're clearly about to get caught!" She said angrily, she looked at logan, "and we can't leave logan shooting by himself!"

"I don't care! Atleast we're still alive if we're caught! We'll find a new way out!" I looked at him and grabbed the collar of his shirt and dragged him.

"We're jumping on the train..!" I said, walking.

"NO!" Tyler shouted. I glanced at ashlyn's ears again, reminding myself that she was wearing noise cancellers, "youre just on an adrenaline high, you phsyco! Let me go!"

I paused.

He was right.

Last time I was on adrelaine ashoyn got hurt because of me...

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"AIDEN!" ashlyn screamed from above as I jumped down to the ground from the wall.

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I crouched down holding my bruised leg.

"You jumped down didn't you, mr durable?" She said. I hated that scolding tone of her voice. I looked away opening my mouth ready to say something before-

"MOVE!" I looked behind me to see a phantom hand grab ashlyn from behind pulling her up.

CRACK

Blood from her head. She gasped softly. The last thing I saw was her eyes closing, her face relaxed and in pain.

"ASHLYN!" I screamed.

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I wouldn't want that to happen again.

Ashlyn hurt would be the death of me.

I will make sure nothing lays a finger on her as long as I am alive.

The smile I had on my face lowered as I let go of Tyler's collar.

"..maybe we shouldn't.." I said quietly.

"Finally common sense!" Tyler stated aloud.

"Shut up! No one was talking to you!" I shouted at Tyler. Ugh I seriously think that guy is great and all but please stop being annoying and I will reconsider.

"..But.. i don't see how else to get out of this," she said, clutching her shirt and looking at me. Why did I seem like she only cared about my opinion in this conversation.

I didn't want to be selfish but.. I liked it, no, I loved it. I loved this side of Ashlyn, my ashlyn.

"If we go back, we won't have alex, ryan, the mafia, they'll know we can walk around at night and take measures against it... I don't we'll be aboe to escape again.." she said staring into my eyes looking for approval.

".. its better to be dead, than to go back, all of us seperated,.. not able to save our parents and upcausing who knows how many deaths from the cult or the government..." she looked down at the ground.

I felt something touch my hand and immediately recognised it. I looked down and saw her hand grabbing my fingertips. And..

"We have to escape and find help..."

...I could not help but blush slightly.

"We're jumping on the train!" I said feeling my ear grow hot with my blushing.

"Stop changing your mind!" Tyler shouted from behind me.

Taylor came in, raising her hand.

"I say we have a group vote, i also think we should jump... since I  also don't think we will be able to escape again.." she said slowly. I nodded and so did the others.

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"Haha its going pretty fast, isn't it?" Taylor said smiling.

The results were...

Taylor yes.

Aiden yes.

Ashlyn yes.

Tyler no.

Ben no.

Logan yes.

"We don't have time to second guess," ashlyn said as she climbed over the rail of the bridge siting on it.

"Alright lets pray we don't die!" Taylor said. She sat next to ashlyn.

I climbed Iver the rail and sat heat to ashlyn. I looked for her hand and grabbed it squeezing it tightly.

Ashlyn looked at me. I smiled. Ben came and sat next to me also holding my hand. Taylor held ashlyn's hand. Tyler sat next to Tay and held her hand. Finally logan sat next to Ben, squeezing his hand.

"On the count if three..." ashlyn said. The police stood awestruck wondering whether we were actually going to do it or not.

"One..." she said.

I hope we don't this one time.

"Two.." she said.

If I do, I hope they know that I love them.

"Three!" She sad.

...and considered them as family.

We jumped.

Yay we're done! 822 words!