It's You

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I sat down, quiet worried as Olivia began to describe exactly what she saw.

"T-t-twice in the arm" she uttered.

"He was shot twice in the arm?"

Olivia nodded.
"Then he dragged him int-to the room under the stair-rs" she explained.

I stood up, and opened the door.
Being immediately greeted with Wes.
I could feel the colour drain from my cheeks as I spoke.

"He's under the stairs." As quietly as I could. But not quietly enough.
We could hear the door under the stairs swing open, followed by quick and loud footsteps leading away from us.

Wes and I immediately darted downstairs when gunshots rung through my ears.

I turned my head away from the loud, buzzing tune that blared through my eardrums when  everything went black.

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"Boze.. Boze!" I heard Wes' voice as I felt someone slapping my cheek.

"Come on Boze. We have to go!" Wes exclaimed.

My ears rung like mad as everyone was crowded around me.

"We need to leave now!" He exclaimed urgently.

"What's wrong?" I winced in pain as I sat up.

Wes wrapped his arm around my waist as began inching me to the front door.

The storm had calmed slightly but there was a metres thick of perfectly blanketed snow in its path.

"You guys have him?" Wes called as he turned away.
My vision was iffy and my head pounded.
I was practically a conscious rag doll as I was dragged through the snow.

It took a second but the cold kicked in, millions of pin needle stabs covered my lower half as we pulled through the fluffy snow.

A few more bangs were heard from behind us as we picked up the pace.
I didn't understand what we were running from or where we were going... but we were.

Lasercorn and Flitz had Ian's arms over their shoulders as they supported him through the snow.

Courtney held Wes' other arm and Olivia held Courtney's..

My vision would cut out before I could see anyone else.

We were a big distance away from the cabin, in the freezing cold snow.
We had made it to the tree line when loud thuds boomed through the forest.

We all stopped, turning to see cabin, up in flames.

I gripped Wes' shoulder, trying to keep myself steady as a loud explosion erupted from the lower story of the cabin, engulfing it in a miniature mushroom cloud.

The cabin was done for.. it was only us how.

"We-we need to find somewhere w-warm." Noah muttered.
He was with us too.

"Or we will die" added Mari.
I could see everyone clearer now.
And then the pain set in.

I flinched, immediately clutching my ear in pain, then wincing talking my hand away.

Blood covered my hand and most of mine and Wes' shirts.

"Don't worry, it's nothing too Serious!" Wes exclaimed as he put his hand on my cheek.
"It's gonna okay. I promise." He urged, as tears flooded to my eyes.