Together

Chapter 11~Grace

We went out into the streets, now dark. My backpack was still hanging on to my arms. I wasn't sure what I had in it.

"What do we do?" I asked, looking around. The streets and buildings were empty, no one was around. Small town, I guess. A few street lights stood here and there, casting beams.

"We keep walking, I suppose," he sighed.

"Where do you think she is?" I squeezed his hand in mine and leaned my head against his arm.

"I have a feeling she's here. Grand Island, after all," Caspian responded, his voice low.

"Maybe," I looked to the sky. It was dark and sprinkled in white, twinkling stars.

"Do you ever wonder why we have stars?" I pondered.

"Yes, I do. The sky itself is endless. We could never reach the end of it. Our world stretches into the abyss, into nothing," he said slowly. I tighten my grip on his arm. I hear a thump ahead.

"What was that?" my hand unclamps and I step into a beam of light. I glance around for the source of the sound. Cas is behind me, hidden by the shadows, hiding his grief.

"Hello?" called a voice. It was soft, and unsteady. It belonged to a girl, a young one.

"You can come out," I tried my best to sound soothing, but that was not my thing.

"Okay," she squeaked. A girl, a few inches shorter then me, steps into my field of vision. She has black hair, braided down her back.

Her green eyes were familiar, I knew those green eyes. They held the same pain and grief as Caspian.

"Cas, I found her. It's her," I run to her and pull her into a hug.

"Bella!" he appears at our side. "Oh, I missed you," he whimpers, joining our hug.

I didn't know this girl, yet I felt I did.

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An Excerpt from my next Book: 

Prologue

I stepped up onto the ledge. Below me lie my city, my home, my life. It wasn't perfect. It was broken and little, but its mine.

I tried to take in my surroundings, but black dots blurred my vision.

A lake stretched out into the distance behind a cluster of houses. Slack white town houses, big enough to fit a family.

My colony. Colony 15.

I looked straight down.

Below me stood trees. Orange, red, gold trees. Their leaves flew into the air, briskly, and swirled around my weak form.

The Colonies aren't a place you would want to be right now, but I don't have a choice. Security is high, and I'm trapped. My knees started to shake from the wind, pushing at the weak point behind my knees.

Each colony provides something to keep the others alive, to support each other. 15 supplies Government. The Dome in our center, that's where our people thrive. It's the center of the city where the doctors, the market and our leader, Adira Cane, govern. She's brutal, but good and fair to her people in The Colonies.

I take a step closer to the edge.

My quivering hand grabbed at the air, a lush leaf pressed into my palm. I lifted it to my face. Its veins were straight and pure, like The Colonies used to be. Our leadership is going downhill, fast.

Its color is a light, and beautiful, olive. I let it rest in my shaking palm for a moment longer, before curling in my fingers and watch it fall to pieces, fall into the abyss.

My gaze caught sight of the band around my forearm. It was red, for my Colony, and studded with silver plastic diamonds. My fingers trailed around the snake tattoo's around my other forearm. A blue and a green, their gazes menacing.

I took another step, my toes hanging over the air.

I opened my fist and looked at the oil it left. That was how easily our society was crumbling.

The air rushed around me and I felt my body fall.