Take Me To The River [Book Two]

chapter 16ㅡloss

Hi
What's wrong, you ask?
Oh nothing's wrong except....

I dreamt I kissed my ex boyfriend!!!!

You know, the one I lost because I was stupid?
Yeah and I feel stressed. Anyone who can discribe my dreams, feel free to leave a comment.

PS. This chapter is pretty long. Brace yourselves.

PPS. don't be mad when your favorites turn out to be bad guys. I have NO bad feeings for them, it's just that I ran out of names to be bad guys.

K

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I backed up into a corner.

"Stay away." I ordered.

Jonathan smiled. "Let's get this over with."

Then he grabbed my shoulder and pushed me, down, down, until I heard the splash of the water below me.

Then all I saw was black.

One hour ago

Mitch's POV

"K!!!"

I grabbed Kirstie away from Jeremy sharpily.
His knife was dangerously close to her neck, and even though I knew he wouldn't hurt her,
It was dangerous this time of day to be near any kind pf weapon.

Battle was going on.
If Travis's mission was to make us kill each other, he had succeeded.
Everyone was fighting.
Jeremy and Kirstie were side by side, fighting Jonathan. Scott and Alex were fighting Tyler and Troye.

Then I heard something that made my heart sink.

"Lindsey!!!!!!"

Kevin.

"Lindsey Stirling! Where are you?" He screamed. I felt my pulse quicken.
Lindsey. I hadn't seen her since the desert.
Where was she?

I ran to Jeremy who backed away as he saw me. "Stay back." he said slowly.
"I don't want to hurt you."

I nodded. "Where's Lindsey?"

"Who?"

"Your district? Lindsey Stirling?"

"Oh." Jeremy rolled his eyes. "She's dead."

"What..?" My head went blank. "She died?"

Jeremy hit my head with the back of his sword. I stumbled back.
"See this is why you can't win this. You're weak. Death is as easy as that in the games.
Get used to it."

I glared.

"That is not something to get used to."

He stared at me. "What?"

"Death is not something to get used to.
I'm not weak, it's natural to feel bad when your friend dies, you're the unnatural. And by the way? If you had taken good care of Lindsey, she wouldn't have died. Know that."

Then I stomped away. But Jeremy stopped me. "She's not dead." He called.

"What?"