Trays POV
I couldn't breath. My lungs felt closed and clogged up with something sticky. Like sap. I coughed and wheezed, feeling Jessii hovering over me. " Shit! " She yelled. " Tray! Can you hear me? " She cried, looking around. " Someone please help! " She cried. " P-please.. " She stuttered. But, it was like no one could hear her. No one cared. She shook his limp body violently. I gagged lightly. making her breath hitch in her throat. " Oh my god.... " She murmured, looking down at her blood sprayed arm. " Tray.. " She murmured and fell back, scrambling to her feet. Her brother was dead. " Holy shit.. " She muttered, taking a rope out of her horses saddle bag and roping his horses bridal with hers. She mounted her horse, leaving Tray and running off on her horse, tears streaking her cheeks. Getting out of town was her priority. Before what happened to Tray happened to her. Reaching the plains, she got into the stable and sat down, taking water from her bag and gulping it down. She shook her head and curled up in the hay of an empty stall. It was her fault. And she had just left him there. alone. He deserved better.
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Admin here! I know this is a terribly sad and awful chapter, but I'm an awful person. (I know, I know.... you will say in the comments 'not true!' (probably not.. I'm a loner) but, its true. I'm awful in many ways.) So, yeh. Anyways, I hope you found this chapter at least a little bit entertaining, I know writing it was entertaining, because I had my friend next to me saying things like " fuck the world I'm a turtle " So.... She's awesome. If you have Qotev, go check her out. he name is Ash Strider! Thanks for raedinggggggg
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