(Lily P.O.V.)
I ran. I ran so hard my lungs felt like they were going to burst. My head throbbed, and my legs ached. I ran for Ally. Because I knew that if I died Ally would never forgive herself. I didn't want to run. I didn't. I wanted everyone to see an innocent eight year old casually walking down the street with her big sister, but now, now I'm a sweaty, broken eight year old sprinting down the street like my life depended on it.
I've been alone for days, but it seems like years I've been without her. Without them. I keep telling myself. One side of my brain keeps telling me it's his fault. His fault that I'm away from Ally. I never really trusted Zach. But I knew it wasn't his fault. And the other side of my brain has to keep me from believing that.
I've lost my childhood. I've lost my mentality of being and innocent being, and maybe even some of my sanity. I have nothing left. I have a broken mind. I am broken. I feel like a piece of me is missing. I've lost my innocence.
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The Last Teleporters
Ficción GeneralThey are the only ones who can save the rest. The rest being the other powers, held in captivity and being 'tested.' More like tortured. They are their last hope. ----------------- All of these characters are mine, I created them, you may use them...
