A War Love Story

Chapter 6

Miranda's pov

I glare at the floor of my cell, my hands still cuffed. "What are they going to do to me?" I whisper, shakily. "Nothin' if I got any say." I hear Jason say. I look up and the air vent cover is kicked off. He drops into my cell on one knee. "Damn!" I gasp shocked. He smiles. "Darlin', I've been in the U.S.S. Marines for nine years now. I've learned a thing or two about bustin' outta prisons. A guard walks by and he hides in the shadows. He gets a pocketknife and picks the lock on my handcuffs. My hands are shaking and tears roll down my face. "Y-You came for me." I whisper. He smiles. "Of course I did. I love you." He says, kissing me. I'm so surprised. He attatches a harness to me and presses a button that makes me go back into air duct.

*later*

I finally am able to brush my hair for the first time in three days. Jason was asleep but his hand was twitching for some reason.

Jason's pov

*in his dream*

"Go men go!" Mike yelled. I ducked behind a rock as shots were fired at me. "Captain were surrounded!" B shouts. Mike lowers his cap and looks at us. "Whatever you do, don't give up, til your last dying breath you fight!" I look worriedly at my best friends. "We go down as men fighting til we have nothing left." Cause someone has to fight. Freedom isn't free. Mike puts a hand in. Everyone else does too. "Go team!" We all shout throwing our hands in the air and taking off for cover.

Miranda's pov

I set the brush down and walk to the bed hearing him mumble to himself. I shake him awake. His eyes open wide. "Just a dream." He whispers, closing his eyes again. "Jason, do you have PTSD?" "Yeah. But it only goes off if I'm cornered or something loud explodes like fireworks." He says his eyes still closed. I lay my head on his chest. "Thanks for saving me." "Of course darlin'." He says, putting a hand on my back. There's a knock at the door, making him go tense. "That's probably the guys. Hurry." We go back to that weird tunnel! "What is this? Where does it go?" "No time hun. Just go." He says, hugging me tight. I jump into the hole and he closes it.

Jason's pov

I fight off the shakiness in my hands and open the door. Brantley and Mike. Just what I was afraid of. "Jason that Chinese girl is missing from her jail cell. You don't happen to have anything to do with that do you?" Mike asks, crossing his arms. "N-No..... How would I?" I shakily say. They exchange looks. "What's wrong, Jason? You seem scared." Mike says. Uh oh. I shakily back up. "G-Guys..... S-Stop.... You know I can't  be closed in!!" "Then tell us where she is! I know you know!" I hit the wall. "I-I don't know!! I j-just had a nightmare which is why I'm this close to freaking out on you two!" "Mike stop he obviously doesn't know. You're setting off his PTSD." B says. Thank God. "I know he's lying. I'm gonna find that girl, Jason. You can't let her get away with it." He stomps out but B stays. "You okay?" He asks. I stuff my hands in my pockets. "Yeah yeah whatever man." "You do have that girl, don't you?" I keep my stare on the ground, not answering. "Jason, I won't tell Mike." I glance at the trapdoor. "She's in there. Isn't she?" I sigh and nod. "Please Brant don't take her in. She's innocent!" He walks to the door and I don't know what to do! She opens it before he even can. "Taste lead motherfucker!" She yells raising my tommy gun. "No!! Don't!" I gasp desperate. "I won't go back!" She yells readying to shoot as I shove Brantley out of the way. The gun goes off, making my body tense up in fear as the PTSD takes over.

Miranda's pov

"Oh God!" I gasp dropping the gun in horror as he bleeds out. His fists clenched tight. "Kill those damn Chinese." He whispers, falling limp. I scream in fear. Brantley wraps his side in bandages and checks his pulse. "He's still alive. Call an ambulance!" He says. I do that while gripping his hand which was shaking.