Understand Me

8

Thomas's POV

Her jacket was covering my face, I could smell her scent every time I took a breath and I hated it. I have never felt more pain physically and mentally from someone I cared about so much. I tried to get her to change her mind because despite everything that was going on I still wanted her to be my friend again. I was being pulled to an unknown location by Teresa and Jo. I was trying to find out where we were going but I wasn't sure.

"They should be just up ahead." I heard Jo say to the right of me.

We continued walking until I started hearing voices growing louder and louder. Next thing I know I felt more hands grab me and take of the jacket. There was at least 15 girls surrounding me with guns and knives all pointed at me.

"We brought this." One girl said holding a giant brown bag.
"Put it over him." Teresa ordered.
"What's the point of taking of the jacket if you are just going to blindfold me again?" I asked Teresa.
Teresa glared at me and pulled me by my collar towards her. "I'm cold." She said through her teeth. "Plus it will keep you from trying anything." She pushed me towards the girl with the bag.
They threw the bag over my head and soon all I could see was a dim brown light. They pulled the bag over me until it reached my feet. I then felt them wrap a rope around my arms so they would stay along the sides of my body.

"They aren't sending a car until we are far enough."

I looked to my left and I saw the silhouette of Teresa and a girl whispering. Teresa then nodded and I saw the girl come over and wrap my legs and feet. After finishing she pulled the rope so hard that I fell onto my back. All the wind got knocked out of me and I felt a lot of pain going through my spine and head. When I finally got my breath I started seeing all the girls hold onto the rope in front of me. I realized that they were going to all drag me until we reached the mysterious location point.
I couldn't take it anymore. I started squirming around trying to loosen up the ropes, ignoring the consequences that I knew where coming.
"Don't do this to me Teresa!" I yelled through the bag.

Teresa's fist slammed into my stomach. I howled in pain and I tried to double over from the pain but the shucking bag didn't let me. I felt nausea and the food trying to come out of my stomach but I managed to keep it down.
"Since you obviously don't care about yourself," Teresa said, "talk again and we'll start shooting your friends. That sound good to you?"

I wanted to answer but a sob filled with agony escaped me. Everything I did or tried to do would either affect me or my friends, I had to watch myself. meant what I said!" Teresa yelled at my friends. "There won't be a warning. Follow us and the bullets go flying." I felt her kneel next to me, I heard her knees crunching on the dirt. Then she grabbed me through the bag and she put her head against mine her mouth just an inch from my ear. She started whispering, so faintly I had to concentrate just to understand her.
"They're watching us everything I do. Remember to trust me."

I was surprised to hear her say that and as much as I wanted to tell her that I kept my mouth shut. "
What're you saying to him?" This came from one of the girls holding the rope attached to the bag.
"I'm letting him know just how much I'm enjoying this. How much I'm enjoying my revenge. Do you mind?"
I had never heard such arrogance from her. She was either a really good actress or had started going crazy, gained a split personality or two.
"Well," The girl responded. "Glad you're having so much fun. But we need to hurry."
"I know," Teresa said. She gripped the sides of my head, squeezed and shook it. Then she pressed her mouth against the rough material, pushing it against my ear. When she spoke, I could feel her hot breath through the bag. "Hang in there. It'll be over soon."

Was she being sarcastic? Teresa was confusing me by the minute, and I didn't know why. She finally let me go from her strong grip and stood up.
"All right lets go. Remember to hit as many rocks as you can." She ordered.

The first couple of of steps weren't bad, but after a while I started feeling a burning sensation on my back. I arched my back and buried my feet into the ground for some protection. Staying in this position would be very tough on me but I had to keep trying. In the distance I could hear a voice it was faint but I could tell it was Minho.

"We'll find you! When the time is right!"

Teresa slammed her fist into my stomach once again making Minho shut up. Even though I was in pain and felt like I was going to throw up, I had hope. Hope that was going to get me through what ever was ahead of me.

We walked across the scorch not even for half an hour and I felt like my body was going to give in at any moment. Many scenarios of my death were passing through my mind. How will I die? Why will I die? Who will kill me? As much as I tried to distract my thoughts, they would always come back. Now Teresa told me to trust her and as much as I felt that she was lying to me I wanted to believe her.

Then out of nowhere a memory of me and Teresa came into my mind. She was crying, warning me to leave that I wasn't safe, none of us were. Was it a memory? I wasn't sure but it seemed so real. Maybe it was something my head piece together for make me believe in Teresa. Well what ever it was it was working, slightly.

My body finally gave out but it gave out in a correct time. The girls were trying to pull me up a hill or mountain, I wasn't sure what it was but they couldn't.

"Why don't you let me walk?" I blurted out. "You do have weapons. What am I going to do to you?"

A sharp kick was given to me for talking but this time it was Jo. Great I was being tagged teamed now.
"Shut up, Thomas. We're not idiots. We're waiting until your Glader buddies can't see us anymore." Teresa said.
"Why?" I groaned.
"Because that's what we are suppose to do. Now shut up!"

They managed to pull me up the hill after god know how long. They finally took a rest at the bottom of the sandy hill. I didn't even bother to ask them to take me out of the bag. I couldn't see any of them especially Teresa, who I'm now doubting I should even trust.

A/N: God the drama! Anyway hope you enjoyed.