A Dying Breed

A Dying breed: Part 6

       It's been 3 hours now and me and John have been fighting the whole while. Each wave is harder than the first and we are exhausted. 'I hope this ends soon'. Is what i'm thinking as me a John swing our bats and take blows as we struggle to stay up. I've blacked out a few times and John has passed out 3 times so far. Each time i defend him with my life. 

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Okay, i'm getting sick of this. It's been two more hours and me and John have devised a plan. Once the next round is headed in made our way towards the door while fighting. We made sure to make it look like we were just fighting. Once we've made our struggle to the door we collapse next to it and act like we have passed out. After a few minutes the doors screech open but instead of waiting for the door to open all the way we slide under it while it's still opening and go at it. We manage to knock out to 5-6 guys who were at the door after taking them by surprise and hide in the darker side of the room.

I guess i didn't realize but i woke up latter on to the sound of shouting and moving bodies and i realize we've gotten out of the cell. "John, John wake up.." I whisper to the resting figure on my shoulder, "Come on, get up, please" I plead at this point before seeing his eyes flutter open. I smile wide before I even notice what's going on, his lips are pressed against mine. I melt against him and wrap my arms around him without thinking. 

After a few moment he pulls away and I am breathless and look at him wide eyed. "Sorry, I had to... I needed to, before we die.." He says in a quiet whisper. I can't really make out his facial expression due to the shadows and darkness covering his face.

"We need to save our sisters." I say quietly before realizing I said 'our'. "We have to get out of here before it's to-" and at that moment I couldn't speak anymore. His lips to airtight against mine and his arms were fully around me in seconds. 

I pull back and force my head to the side of his and whisper again in his ear, "We are still trapped, we need to go now." At that he let go of me reluctantly and gave a sharp nod of his head. 

At that we both get to a crouch and look around the crates we are behind. People are running everywhere, guarding doors heavily, and others are beating the shit out of each other in pure rage. It's quite a site, I must admit. 

I sign for John to follow me as we move between crates and supplies looking around everything. Eventually we spot a large window through which we can see Alice and Bree safe, still untouched. Good, I'd kill everyone here if they weren't okay. 

I turn back to Jonathan and smile at him and try to get his attention to the window in which he looks at and gives a huge smile with the added sigh of relief. I let my hand that isn't resting on anything fall to my side and the moment it's there I feel a slightly smaller hand wrap into mine. I smile as I've never felt this way before. An unloving mother and father who never taught me anything accept the inability to enjoy another person presence. I was always taught to hate everyone, be cautious, and to never trust anyone besides my self. Here I am, going against my life rules, and I'm enjoying it. 

I feel something shake me and I snap out of my own head. I turn to see John's smiling face and he nods his head as to say, 'let's go.' On that note, we start makeing our way to where we need to be..