Black and Blue

13

As me and Jack flew over to the town with the last believer I started to grow weak.

"Hey, Hollow? You okay?"  Jack asked looking to me.

"No..." I mumbled, falling down. Woah, falling is kinda cool when you don't have the energy to care.

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Alarms blared through the school, Lockdown. Is it a drill? No, I can’t be they tell us about it most the time and they wouldn’t have let me leave class. I was in the bathroom with another girl. She was a freshman, I’ve only seen her around, but she seemed cool. She looked as if she were gonna cry, I don’t blame her. I put my finger on my lips and she nodded. I motioned for to go into a stall and stand on the toilet and set did what I said quietly. I moved the trashcans in the room to the door, blocking it. The handle wouldn’t be able to move with trash there. I went to stall where the girl was.

“What’s your name?”

“Emily.”

“Okay, Emily. I’m Alex. I want you to be quiet from now on. Don’t make a single sound. I’m gonna make sure we live.” She nodded. She moved so she was on the back of the toilet and motioned for me to get on the lid. I did so and pulled out my phone. Turning everything on silent. I opened my text messages and sent Gavin a message.

‘If you never see me again, just remember I love you. And don’t piss off mom and dad.’

I slipped it back into my pocket and my breath hitched in my throat as the door was attempted to be opened.

“Hey guys! Doors jammed someone’s in here!” A guy yelled. Emily looked at me with wide eyes. I quickly and quietly pulled my backpack up to me. I searched for my weapon. Yeah, it’s illegal and all but hey it coming in handy.

‘I will get you out here alive. I promise.’ I mouthed to Emily. She nodded, crying. I may be a bitch to people, but I mean it when I promise things. I will now protect her with my life even if I didn’t know her until this day. People slammed against the door and the trash can slowly moved to where they could no longer stop the door from opening. The burst opened and the knife in my hand felt....natural. I charged forward and stabbed the guy in the hand making him drop his gun. I kicked the gun behind me and it skidded across the floor.

“You bitch.” He said to me and I smiled innocently at him. The guy next to him started to aim his machine gun and I kicked back the first guy and shoved my knife in the second’s arm. I reached over to his other arm and twisted it around also making him drop his gun. I took his gun and swung it struck the side of his head. He fell to the ground, unconscious. I took in a big breath, panting. Next thing I know, I’m getting grabbed. I drop the gun and try to pry off the guy. He lifts me up over his shoulder and I paused. Then I start to spaz out. Kicking, punching, screaming, all to get away. Eventually he dropped me and pointed a second gun at my head. I raised my hands slowly and then  picked up my knife from arm of the unconscious guy. Throwing it to the guy, it hit him in the chest, but not before he pulled the trigger. Lucky me though, it was fatal. The bullet pierced my side. I stumbled to my feet, almost slipping on the blood on the floor. I opened the stall to see Emily eyes shut tight and her hands over her ears. Her face was tear stained and she was shaking. I put the hand that wasn’t hold my wound on her shoulder, gently. She slowly opened her eye and started crying more.

“I’m sorry, I should have helped you.” She hugged me.

“Hey, hey, It’s fine. We are alive that’s what matters. Okay we have to move somewhere safe. Their might be others.” She nodded and grabbed our stuff and I grabbed the pistol that I kicked in here earlier. “Don’t at them look up if you have to.” She nodded and I pulled her along once passed the slippery blood, we started to run to a nearby janitors closet. We stayed in there for a good 20 minutes, making small talk through our phones. We had stopped the blood flow from my wound with some supplies inside the closet. I must say even though I killed a man and got shot, I did make a good friend. Turned out we had a lot in common.