I Don't Want To Lose You Again

10.

"We can take refugee in my mom's resturaunt basement for now. It was designed to keep Lunics out and for shelter against these bombs. We have one of those high-tech force fields from the goverment."

I nodded slowly bringing myself to get up from the ground. My knees felt so weak that I nearly stumbled to the ground again. I hadn't realized how much bruises I had actually substained while fighting off the lunics.

Ali and I supported each other with my arm draped around her shoulder and hers around mine so that we could both walk properly.

The resturant itself was nothing more than ash, I couldn't believe my two eyes. I flashed Ali a look of sympathy. At least her parents had already been evacuted. Ali looked tempted to go back and turn the dead lunics into nothing more than lumps of trash.

The basement door was cleverly hidden underneath a slab of cement that took a long time to move between the two of us.

"After you," I offered Ali gand gestured toward the entrance.

She offered me a weak, broken smile in return and climbed the steps down. I waited for a response to say it was ok and then headed down myself after concealing the entrance again.

A light flickered on and Ali's tear stained face came into view. This must be tough on her too. I felt another presence behind me so I whipped around and pointed my sword at it.

Ali grabbed my arm before I could stab it. "Damien?" She whispered softly. I looked up to see I was pointing my sword at a skinny man with thick framed glasses. "A-Ali?" He exclaimed making me lower my sword so she could rush into his arms.

I felt a pang of disappointment flashed in me as I watched the two reunite. I shook it off and glanced around at my surroundings to advert my attention. It looked like an underground with a series of tunnels and rooms. We seemed to be in a kitchen/living area and then there was a narrow hallway where I presumed the sleeping rooms were.

"Long time no see, Key." A female voice frightened me as she stepped out from behind Damien and Ali.

"Mari?"

"Yes, in the flesh and blood. I'm sorry I left you out of the blue kiddo but my idiot twin brother here needed help with his guarding duties."

"Oh."

"It's OK, I understand if you're in shock," She smiled. I wasn't in shock though just broken.

"Why are you all here?" Ali asked out of the blue. Actually I had been wondering the same thing.

"Your parents told the Mayor and the Mayor told us. We didn't think we'd need it but the explosion hit so fast we had to react fast. The majority of us were ....killed but we survived and came here."

Damien paused before he had said the word 'killed' as if he was searching for the correct word.

"Can I uh sleep somewhere?" I pretended to yawn. I didn't feel like crying in front of all these people.

"Um, yeah Jordan is in the third room down sulking over some girl so you can have the second room for now." Damien mumbled.

"Which room again?" I demanded quickly.

"The third but I wouldn't go in there if I were you. He's really upset." Mari warned, shaking her head while sighing.

I wasn't listening to anything the others were saying.

Ali's eyes narrowed,"Julie?"

I didn't answer, instead I walked cautiously down the hallway. Was he really alive? Was it the right Jordan. Maybe I should wait until I have a shower because I smell death, whoops...too soon?

I was having second thoughts as I placed my hand on the door handle. Was he just as upset as I was or did he even care.

I pushed open the door to find a distraught looking Jordan pacing a large bedroom. There he was. The man himself in the flesh. Still alive, still breathing, still as beautiful as always.

My heart caught in my chest as he looked up.

"Julie?" His voice cracked as he stared.

I didn't reply as I threw myself forward wrapping my arms tight around him as my voice croaked a weak three words.

"Don't let go."