Riot

Chapter 6

January 4th,2016 2:26 pm

-jakes point of view-

I opened the front door the a group of officers. they're were all in dark blue suits and a golden badge, their was four of them and I saw two of them carrying a duffle bag, ' probably filled with equipment' I thought. I put on a fake smile.

" Do you have a warrant?" I ask them and saw a officer hold up a piece of paper labeled 'warrant'. " Well, come on in" I say as three of them went into separate rooms. the fourth guy stayed with me.

" Is your name Maya?" the officer asked me, looking down at the picture on his clip board." Because you look like a male to me" damn, I thought, we didn't think this part through.

" I'm, err, transgender" I say trying my best to look offended. the male officer narrowed his eyes as he looked down at the clip board.

" Really? why didn't you change your name?" he asked me while looking at the clipboard.

" Names are special, you should always keep your name whether your transgender or not" I reply, it was true through, names are special they hold power.

" So you decided to change your gender but not your name?" he asked me.

" Yep" I say, when a beep sounded. the officer questioning me looked up and pushed pass me.

" Jerry! I found some finger prints!" a guy yelled from the kitchen, jerry, the officer who was questioning me, walked into the kitchen. I followed and saw the officers gathered around the sink, jerry looked at me and back to the sink,

" What did you find?" I asked.

" A bowl with a youtubers finger prints on it." one of the officers say. markplier, I thought, jerry looked at me and back to the bowl. he sighed before saying, no, reciting the rules. "anyone smuggling and/or hiding youtubers will have the same penalty, anyone caught rioting and/or breaking the rules will have a fate worse then death."

" You broke the rules, kid" jerry sighed before taking out his gun, two of the officers walked over to me and took one side and held my arms. jerry aimed the gun at me and my last thoughts were of my best friend, Maya.

January 4th, 2016 3:20 pm

- Maya point of view-

mark and I didn't stop running until we were deep in the woods. I leaned against a tree and closed my eyes, catching my breath. that's when I heard the gunshot. I snapped my eyes open and look in the direction we came. I glanced at mark to see him also looking in that direction.

" Did you hear that?" he whispered, like he didn't believe it. I nod, my heart beating, ' Jake, Jake' I chanted in my head over and over again.

" What if...?" mark trails off, his eyes not leaving the direction.

"No" I refused to believe it. Jake, my best friend, my other half, can not be dead.

" Its a possibility" mark said.

" Yes" It was one but I will not believe it.

" I'm sorry" mark says.

" You don't know if he's..."

"Dead" mark finished and glanced at me.

" He cant be, he's smart and witty"

" Yes, but..."

" Mark, I refuse to believe he is dead until I can see it myself" I say and walk in the direction we were headed.

"That's one of the five stages of grief" mark says. I don't say anything back.

January 4th, 2016 7: 42 pm

we found a one way, one direction train station leading from California to Ohio. it was a bullet train so we would be there in about a day or so, that was if we had money and if mark wasn't a banned youtuber.

" Mark" I whisper as he motions to the back of the train where boxes full with food and clothing is. " What are you doing mark?" I whisper yell as he opened the large door and climbed into it. I look at mark raising a eyebrow as he held out his hand to help me up, with a sigh I took it and he pulled me up and then right as he was about to close it a arm shot through and stopped it. oh no, were caught I thought as the arm pushed the door open and a face that was so recognizable, my heart skipped a beat, Jake, I thought until the face looked up and the moon light showed his features, brown curly hair, puppy dog eyes and a beard? it wasn't Jake it was-

" Mind helping me up, mark?" Cinnamon toast ken said.