Frozen memories

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

we have been waiting here in that same exact room for hours. I don't know what time it is I barely know who I am anymore. I'm looking around to see people crying ever since. I was starting to go crazy. We had to get out of here. The brown haired guy banged his fists on the door once in a while just to let the people outside know we exist.
I was hungry I really was, my stomach was growling and my head was spinning. I was feeling dizzy as if the world was spinning too fast for us to even think. I got annoyed. He kept on banging on the door. You can see his fists bleed. I walked over to him and gently placed my hand on his shoulder making sure I don't go on his temper. He turned around slowly strands of his dark brown hair covered his face. He breathed heavily. "That's enough." I mumbled with wide eyes. Staring into his deep brown eyes he held my wrist in a swift of a move and gently took my hand off his shoulder. "Leave me alone" he said his voice filled with anger.

His voice was deeper than usual and it was beautiful but at that stage scary. I couldn't just leave him so I slowly traced his bleeding knuckles with my finger looking at them as he stared at me not understanding.
"You need to stop."I told him staring back at his face.
" I have an idea. We can break the door if we do it all together." My voice was confident but shaky it was a combination of both and it was weird but I stood up and told everyone to stand up and help me break the door.

Everyone confidently but yet hesitantly got on their feet and walked towards us. We all helped breaking down the door with every strength that we had left. "COME ON PUSH" I yelled and I heard everyone doing their best as they pushed down the door. Suddenly the lock broke and the door swung open. A smile spread across my face as I felt freedom opening its doors for me. I looked at everyone who were all smiling. I helped everyone out of the room making sure no one was left behind. Everyone made their ways out and  it was finally my turn. I slowly closed the door making sure that if they come they don't suspect anything. I started to run. Not fast. But more like jogging. My body was too weak to help me. I had no energy left in me but I kept going. Suddenly I felt two strong muscular arms wrap around me and pulling me off the ground. I started to scream and kick trying to get out of his grip but that only caused him to hold me tighter. I already felt bruises from his rough hold. I kept screaming and kicking tears strolling down my face as I did. But then I felt a sudden pierce of pain in my neck. My body went numb and my eyes grew heavy. I fought to keep them open but I couldn't help it

" stop " yelled the familiar raspy voice.
I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't. Everything was black and there was a terrible smell that was bothering me and I still couldn't open my eyes.
After trying hard for a couple of minutes I finally was able to open them even if I wished I had never seen anything.
The brown haired boy was punching the masked men his lips were bleeding and he stared at me, hope in his eyes as he gave one last punch and ran towards me.
"We need to go!" He panted.
He held my hand helping me to keep my balance and we both ran to the exit.
As we ran my feet gave up on me and I tripped falling to the ground. The tall guy looked panted and with a swift move he picked me up bridal style and started to run with all the strength he had. His heavy breaths kept getting heavier and heavier. He was still running when we started hearing men running behind us. Suddenly an alarm went off and all doors were locked. His breaths went heavy again feeling hopeless.

"Do you think you can get out of the window ?" He asked putting me down and showing me a window.
I nodded and we ran towards it as fast as he could. He helped me up because it was pretty high and I couldn't reach it and finally pulled himself out of the shelter.
I took deep breaths as I looked around and tried so hard to keep my tears in but one rolled down my cheek. Our lives have been destroyed. Everything is gone.
The homes were broken bricks, the trees were burnt to ashes and my neighborhood so close to the shelter was gone.
The brown haired boy stared at me before saying.
" I'm Chris hunter. What's your name?"
"Lana. Lana Tomlinson" I choked.
He smiled fondly and placed his hand on my shoulder before helping me walk towards the debris.
"So Lana," he said as he walked in front of me " where did you live.