Merome: Fight for Life [COMPLETE]

Chapter 18

Ty's POV

I sat in the cold, hard, prison cell. Back in the same one as I started in. How the hell did that thing manage to capture me that fast? I didn't even scream! What about Sky? What did it do to Adam? What about the others?

These thoughts ran through my head as I paced back and forth in the small room. Then I sat down on the metal bed. A thought had come to my mind.

What if their dead?

They must be... They weren't expecting an attack. Jerome, Mitch, Ash...Adam...

Adam is dead...

I felt a tear slip my eye and then I didn't hold back as more began to fall. My Adam is dead. Gone. And it's all my fault.

"Dammit!" I shouted as I covered my face with my hands. I could've done something; I should've done something! All my friends are dead because of me...

And if their dead, I am too.

Mitch's POV

I tapped my foot nervously on the car floor, my leg shaking as I did so. I was thinking about how we were going to break the news to Ash. Also about Ty. What if the one we killed was the real Ty? I didn't think so but if it was... Even if it wasn't, we don't know if Ty is alive in a prison somewhere or if he's dead or if-

"Mitch, calm down. You're shaking," I was interrupted by Jerome's soft voice speaking in my ear.

"Sorry I'm just..." I whispered.

"It'll be alright. We'll find him. Promise," he whispered back. Then he gently kissed my cheek. I don't blush anymore at his light gestures, so I turned to face him and gave a light smile.

"Okay..." I replied faintly.

Sky's POV

Curly was in the way back. I sat in the left back seat, Mitch in the center, Jerome on the right. The one named Rage was driving, Ash sitting in the passenger's seat, staring at him. I stared out the window, not even thinking about our situation. I had offered to sit in the back, but Curly wanted to instead. She was so fragile as it seemed but I quickly learned she's the complete opposite.

"Ow..." I heard her mumble from behind me as we hit a bump in the road.

"Sorry, mate," I heard Rage reply to her.

"No it's fine. I just hit my head," she said while rubbing a spot on her head. I usually would've laughed at this but not even a smile changed my expression. It went silent again except for the low rumble of the car. Soon we reached the house and I saw Jason and the girl with purple hair waiting on the front porch. How did they...

{a/n oh sky...she has wings and he has a jet pack. THEY CAN FLY! *facepalm*}

We all got out of the car and Curly ran to her sister.

"Hai Paii!" She said in a cute voice. So purple's name is Paii? Hm...

"How did you guys get here so fast?" I asked them. Jason smacked his forehead.

"Really?" He asked.

"What?" I questioned confused.

"We can fly, Adam," he told me. Now I was the one to facepalm. {a/n here you go Sky! Such a genius!}

"Oh..." I said. I looked to see that his hands were intertwined with Paii's. I have him a look. The "ooh what did I miss???" smirky look. He gave me the "shut the hell up" look and I let it go. I went back to my sad mood.

"I'm going to go up to my room," I said. {a/n they all live together now like TC} I saw Curly give me a pained look. Something about her...

I turned away and went up the stairs to my room. The one I shared with Ty. The one where we had so many memories... {a/n sorry so many but HEHEHEHEH 'memories'}

I fell on the king sized bed, running my hands through my curly hair. Why him? Why couldn't it be me? Then I heard the door open and I sat up. I saw Curly's innocent but pained expression looking at me. She seemed as if she were going to cry. Curly closed the door and ran over to me, hugging me tightly.

"I-I'm so sorry..." She cried, "I'm so sorry Adam..."

She was sorry for me? She barely knew me...

"I know," she said. How did she know-

"I can read minds," she said interrupting my thoughts.

Well it's useful. I don't want to speak. My words probably wouldn't work. I thought to her.

"It's okay. Just think," she said.

Why did you want to come here?

"I can also see the future and the present...well sometimes. I saw something. Something...really bad..." She said with a quivering breath. I rubbed her back. She was still gripping on to the back of my shirt.

What is it?

She paused.

"It's...it's..." She gasped, "Ty needs help."

What? My eyes widened. Then she pulled back.

Her eyes turned white as she kneeled on the ground. She grabbed her hair and let out a silent scream.

Curly?

"Curly?!" I then said out loud. I kneeled besides her. Then her head snapped up and looked at me. Her eyes were still white.

"Trapped in a maze of gray,

Screams echoing in his mind.

He becomes deaf.

He becomes blind.

He becomes still.

He is lifeless.

He faces death alone."

Curly said this to me in monotone. It wasn't her voice. It was a whispery, older voice. Then her head fell back into her hands.

"Sorry..." She moaned. Her voice was back. I was silent. "Sorry for scaring you..." She finished.

"Ty is dead?" I asked in awe. My voice shook.

"No... But we need to save him before my foreseeing becomes true..."

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Dun dun dun!!!!

BAIIZZ!

~Ali~ <•.•>