Bang, Bang | P.P. Danger Days (UNDER EDITING)

Chapter 7: Suicidal Silence

My eyes opened up to the bright sun shining through the dirty window. I perk my head up and I assume I'm the last one awake, because no one else is here. Lifting the blanket off of me, I go back into my room and I start to get changed.

I change into a tank top and ripped skinny jeans, along with my blue and red jacket and combat boots. I brush out my hair then I place them into two pig tails, tightening each so they don't fall out when I'm running or driving. I raced to the bathroom and threw on some light makeup, then ran back to the room.

Grabbing my blaster and I went out of the room. Everyone was sitting either in one of the booths or one of the bar stools, mostly everyone looked tired practically sleeping in their Power Pup.

"Well, look who's awake?" Jet says.

"Very funny." I reply. "What are we doing today?"

"Since you drank all of the coffee, we're going on a run. Again." Jet replied, extra sassy.

I threw my hands in the air and defended myself, "Most importantly, Party drank more than I did."

"Haha in your dreams, princess. You had the last cup. I had three, and you had four." He smirked.

"Princess?" I ask, feeling the heat in my cheeks.

Everyone in the room asked following me."Princess?!"

Party flushed a light pink, and by a light pink I mean a really dark red. "Okay, I'll be in the car." He pushed the diner doors open, blaster in one hand, and keys in another.

"You know he really likes you, right? He just has trouble showing his emotions." Ghoul says as he comes next to me.

I just deny it, "No. No way."

"Mhmn. Soon, that's going to be your last name. Harley Way. Has a nice ring to it." He smirked.

"Hahaha, yeah. Sure." I say sarcastically.

"Sure. You'll admit you're wrong on your wedding night." He says, seriously.

I start to walk out the door, sassy. "Yeah, yeah. Sure. Just look at you and Cat. You'll admit you're wrong on your wedding night."

I can feel Ghoul blushing a dark red, just as Party's hair. "You don't know that." He laughs.

"I know a couple when I see one."

I push open the doors to leave Ghoul blushing like a mad man.

The bright blue sky was hung above the dust ball called the desert. Sure it looks all pretty, but in reality it's a war zone. There's usually a smell of rotting corpse in the air, but the thing is that there's no bodies. Human civilization feels like history, all that matters is survival. Follow your dreams they told us. Well this is a dream come true, wondering if you're gonna survive another day, wondering when we will fight for what's right instead of rotting here and not taking a stand. Everything is not what is seems when it comes to 2019 California.

I look to find my bike, which was plain white; it reminded me of what they did to me, it reminded me of him, of how he abused me, telling me I'm ugly, fat, annoying. You name it, he said it. I was so stupid. I WAS SO STUPID!

Unconsciously, I took my blaster out and I started shooting my bike as tears flew down my face.

"Harley, what are you doing?!" Party screamed.

I ignored him.

One; Jack

Two; this life

Three; B.L.I.

Four; Party

I can't take this any longer.

I place the gun up to my temple, finger on the trigger.

"HARLEY NO!" Party comes up behind me and takes the blaster from my head. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! ARE YOU INSANE?!" He grabs my shoulders and looks me directly in the eyes, where my blue red and teary eyes, meat his hazel green soothing ones.

I stayed silent as the wind blew away my tears. I just cried harder. The only sound that stood was my heavy breathing and the wind.

I collapsed into Party's arms and tried to steady my breathing. He pet my hair gently to calm me down, which was working. Everyone is at least a yard behind me.

I almost killed myself.

I almost killed myself.

I almost killed myself.

If Party didn't save me, I wouldn't still be standing here.

Why did he save me.

He would've let me die if he didn't care.

Does he care about me?

We pulled apart from each other, with makeup stained along my cheeks and Party's shirt. I looked at my bike to see that I shot both the tires, so I guess I can't ride.

"You don't have to go if you don't want to." He says calmly.

I just shake my head, "N-no. In fine."

"Harley, you don't seem mentally stable-"

"I SAID I'M FINE!" I cut him off harshly. "Just start the car."

He looks at the ground then back to me, with worry and fear in his eyes. He shuffles to the car and starts the engine.

Ivy and Cat both come up to me, "H-Harley-" Ivy said with arms wide open, while I just shook my head and pushed my arms away, followed by walking to the car.

Party was in the drivers seat, while I was next to him. I felt him shoot glances at me, but I just shrugged then off by looking out the window.

Ghoul and Kid took the roof while Jet and Kobra were in either side of them.

I opened the window, with my head out and my gun at my fingertips. My red and blue nail polish was peeling off, and I can feel my makeup smear down my face. It was a burning hot day in the Zones. 

Party just sped down the highway as usually, with the rest of the guys shooting at dracs near us and Ivy and Cat beside us. I put my head back in the car and just looked down at my hands and traced the tattoo on my arm. 

I feel Party look over at me, "Harley." 

"Yeah." 

"Are you okay?" He asks concerned.

"Yeah." 

"You don't look okay to me. "

"I'm fine, Party." I say a little too harshly. 

We pulled up to the same gas station to get gas and other stuff. The guys stood outside while the girls went inside to get more stuff. 

Hand in mine, into your icy blues
And then I'd say to you we could take to the highway
With this trunk of ammunition too
I'd end my days with you in a hail of bullets

I'm trying, I'm trying
To let you know just how much you mean to me
And after all the things we put each other through and

I would drive on to the end with you
A liquor store or two keeps the gas tank full
And I feel like there's nothing left to do
But prove myself to you and we'll keep it running

All of us gathered our stuff in silence, as we went outside to place it in the trunk. I don't know why, but I have this strange feeling that something bad is going to happen sooner or later. 

The ride back home was quiet and awkward. I guess I kinda flipped out this morning and freaked everyone out. 

We all just went to sleep that night. Kid had to stay in another room because I don't want to hurt her or anyone. 

all we are
Is bullets 

I still don't know why I did that, and now I'm getting nervous.