Hidden world

Chapter 61

ALEX POV!!!!!!

“WOOOOO!” Rumi yells in triumph with the rest of our Resistance peers. She looks at me expectantly and I shrug, raising my eyebrow in disgust as she tips her cup of bitter liquid up to her mouth. She looks at me out of the corner of her eye and gulps the drink.

“That’s gross.” I scowl, remembering the bitter taste and rough burn as I took an unsuspecting swig of the drink the first time. I look down at the suspicious liquid and my stomach turns. I grab one of the people next to me and blindly shove the drink to him.

“Sweet.” He slurs as the liquid sloshes onto his chest. He smiles at me, and I can smell his breath is sharp and burning like the liquid. He pours the cup into his mouth and it pours over his chin and drips around everywhere. I gag and start to push through the crowd, I have to get out of here.

Frantically, I push past the people and find a bench out past the surging group of fighters who move to the pounding rhythm pattern which is surging over the speakers.  I curl up into a small position on the bench and put my head in between my legs, trying to get fresh air instead of the stained and hot air that is surrounding me here.

A girl probably three or four years older than me comes before me and smiles. She starts to laugh, the laugh turns to a gag, and soon she is spilling her contents before me on the ground in front of my bench. Great. I sigh as she stands up and then falls back into her bile. Wanting to puke myself, I look across the street. I am right beside the apartments, and am currently near the fifties, I’d have to walk for a while but I decide to start going home.

I get up and stretch my toes in my boots. I start the long trek and pull up my hood over my black hair. I close my eyes, trusting my other senses while I blind myself to the world around me. My brain starts to go crazy as I take advantage of my alone time to think over the information I have previously received.

So, our fighting was just a distraction, but for what? I think back to all of the information, every little piece and I put it together like a giant puzzle. Edge he wrote those letters. Edge is also my father. Supposedly there is something planted into Rumi’s brain that they want. Wait, something clicks in my head and it is like I am being brought into the light.

The chip implanted in Rumi is what is making her go crazy. If it can make her, a very controlled and calm person, go crazy, what type of power does it hold? Edge works for the Union, and obviously they want to start their own government. Maybe this thing in her head is able to control weapons. Edge used this biggest and darkest thing against me to surprise me into the information that he already has. With more information, they could be unstoppable. The Union is unstoppable. We were a distraction for the Resistance to.. to what? That is the only thing I don’t know, yet.

I sigh as my heart pounds, threatening to jump out of my chest and go out on its own. My heart sends a sharp stab of pain through me and I gasp.  My heart feels like it is attacking me and I stumble forward onto my knees. My breathing becomes ragged and strangled as I try to control it to a softer and more reliable pace.

“NO! Don’t give out on me!” I cry out pounding against my chest with my fist. Tears spring into my eyes and I try to hold them back.

“Alex?” A familiar boyish voice says with a weird voice. He kneels in front of me and puts his hands on my hunched shoulders.

“Sean,” I gasp trying to get in control of myself as my heart pounds and starts to hurt me even more. My throat becomes raw because I can’t catch a breath and feel like I am suffocating.

“What’s wrong with you, soldier girl?” He asks, unable to mask the bit of panic in his voice.

“I’m dying!” I scream with some of my breath, causing me to freak out anymore. Putting my hands squished to the ground I rely on them to keep me in my current position.