Rebellion (After the Haunted FF)

Chapter 18

Wow. Nearly two weeks and this is one of the shortest chapters, I believe. I'm ashamed of myself... Once again, another chapter that I'm not too sure how I feel about, but it's quality is for you guys to decide!
Hopefully you enjoy!
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Drake's point of view-

What if we don't escape? Am I just dragging us down? What if we're being followed? I looked at the walls, feeling like they would close in and crush us at any moment. I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts, but only made myself feel even more dizzy.

"You don't look like you'd be married." Mia said to Xavier.

Luke replied. "He doesn't act like it either."

Xavier laughed. "Yeah. Even my wife says I'm a bit immature for my age, but that's one reason she loves me!"

I looked at Grayson, discerning some sorrow in his eyes through my blurry vision. I didn't blame him if the others conversation was bothering him. He lost his family, and if I were him, I'd be bothered too. Still, he let them continue with the conversation.
The ringing in my ears blocked out most of the things they said. I still felt like I could pass out at any moment, and my empty stomach wasn't helping. I wanted to ask for food if we had any, but what was the point if I would just throw it back up?
My arm was still over Grayson's shoulders, as he was practically dragging me down the hall. I could barely stand, let alone stay conscious.

Just fall asleep. Drag them down more than you already are.

I growled at Herobrine's voice. I'm so tired of him trying to make me feel so bad, but mainly I'm tired of it always working. I should know better by now, but it seems that I don't.
There was a pressure in my chest that suddenly got heavier. I couldn't breathe as I started coughing, saliva and blood coming out of my mouth. My arm slipped off of Grayson as he accidentally let go of my side, making me fall to my knees.

"Drake?!" Grayson's alarmed voice echoed in my ears.

He got down and grabbed me, trying to pull me back to my feet. I suddenly felt a spark of anger. I forcefully pushed him away, before putting my hands back on the ground, and looking down at the floor as I gasped for breath.

You'll be their downfall...

I tried to speak, but lack of air in my body made it practically impossible. My eyes widened as blood flowed out of my mouth, and my lungs felt crushed. Tears came out of my eyes, feeling my head pound.
Finally I stopped vomiting, gasping as I found myself able to breathe again. I looked up at the shocked and worried faces of my comrades. Luke and Xavier looked even more shocked and disgusted, since they had never seen me do that before. Grayson grabbed my arm and pulled me back to my feet while I was distracted. I didn't push him away this time.

"Are you feeling any better?" Grayson asked to ensure that I wouldn't throw up again.

I nodded. "Y-yeah. I th-think so. Sorry for p-pushing you." I was irritated by my own stuttering.

He put my arm back over his shoulders to keep me up. "It's alright, buddy."

"Hy-...er, Drake! Has...this happened before with you lad?" Xavier asked, looking down at the puddle of blood in disgust.