Save Us From Their Long Run

I've Always Hated Parties (Part 2/2)

A loud yell echoed through my silence and my body awakened from the sleep it was dreadfully nearing. I opened my eyes and saw a darting figure coming straight for me from above. Tyler, I thought, I recognized his shout. He was zooming toward me with a wire attached to his waist, extending from the helicopter far above me.

He was nearing me every second that I fell and I knew he'd be able to catch me, but the question was if he would be able to before I blacked out again. I was still at least 40 stories up, and my hands were covering my wounds, so he had time, but I didn't dare move, fearing that any move I make might increase my velocity or cause me to lose more blood. His arms were reaching for out for me and I knew if I moved I would be taking a major risk, but I was tired and desperate and bleeding so I stretched my arms out and gripped his shoulders as he wrapped his arms completely around me. We were slowing down and I saw the wire being pulled taut. We sprang up a couple feet and I let out a giant groan, every movement we made sent pain throughout my entire body.

We stopped and began a pendulum swing sideways into the windows. I knew it would be painful but if we timed it right we could make it through the window and into the room behind it. I realized that if we swung all the way through we would hit the wall and I panicked, yelling Tyler's name. He nodded and seconds before we hit the wall he unlocked the king snap and we dropped some feet, crashing into the window feet first. I kicked one foot out and then my other, remembering the tactics I had learned a while ago.

We didn't have time for a safe landing though and I rolled and somersaulted harshly against the broken glass and furniture in the room. Glass shards stuck in my arms, legs, and face. A shadow moved from the doorway, catching my attention, and I immediately snapped my head in its direction. A man had dropped something onto the floor and sprinted out of the room and down the hall. My eyes widened as I heard the beeping of the small device rapidly getting faster. "Bomb!" I yelled, crawling to it, then I took it in my hand and whipped it down the hallway as hard as I could.

In the seconds I had left I scrambled across the room and hauled Tyler underneath a desk. The explosion rumbled the building, and I covered my face as fire threatened to burn me. The shock of the explosion threw me into a wall and my head flew backwards and smacked into it. I could barely see through the smoke rising up around me but I could still drag my self through the wreckage of the building to find Tyler. He lay limply underneath a wall turned to rubble, his head bleeding to much for my liking.

I screamed for help as I held his head in my lap. I ripped a piece of my torn dress from under my vest and folded it into a small cloth pad that I used to cover his bleeding gash. I felt drained and dizzy from the blood loss I was going through. I tore another piece and tied it tightly around my stomach, my fingers fumbling to secure the knot.

My breath caught in my throat as the smoke swirled around me. My eyes stung and hot tears were running down my face as I felt for a pulse in Tyler. It took a second but I found it, still beating erratically. My pulse on the other hand was too slow for normality. I knew I would pass out soon, but that didn't stop me from screaming my heart out (literally) in order to save Tyler.

I pulled him from the ash and debris and hauled him into the destroyed hallway, moving slowly toward the stairwell on the opposite side of the corridor. The fire started engulfing the rooms one by one, quickly moving its way towards us. I shouted and cried out for help as I dragged him through the hall, nearing the door marked 'stairwell'. Each second it took me to drag him three feet was another second the fire gained on us.

I was yelling and shaking Tyler, trying to wake him up, but he kept his eyes close and his body limp. I cried as I hauled him down the hall, the fire starting to turn my legs red. I couldn't breath and there wasn't any other feeling except extraordinary pain seeping through my veins. I could feel myself slowing down, my vision clouding, my entire body trembling. I coughed and gagged and I used whatever power I had left in my to kick open the stairwell door we had finally made it too.