Chapter 2-Gone

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Trinities Pov

Why are we even going to Des Moines! All of us shouldn't be here! Aidan is slowing Bryan down with her charm, that dirty slut! Me and Lance can survive on our own, but he doesn't want to leave. Myra is just being a pile of rocks! She's not doing anything! Cade won't leave her. I growled aloud. "Whats up with you?" Lance asked. I looked straight into his eyes. The slow blue turmoils of his eyes consumed me. "Uhhhhh" I shuffled nervously. He laughed "Come on." We started to walk. The pure hatred of this disaster made me filled with rage. I wanted to kill something.... or someone. I slowly ran my eyes toward Aidan and Myra talking. I drew my knife going back to them. The adrenalin was pulsing so bright my body couldn't take it. I was so close to getting Aidan's face when Bryan's katanas clashed with my knife. "What are you doing, Bitch!?" He growled. Lance gasped "What did you-" A grody arm wrapped around Lance. "Ahhhhhhhhh!" he turned around and bitch slapped the zombie. "Zambie!" Aidan cried. Lance grabbed out a throwing star and threw it at the zombie. peircing his nonfunctional brain, he collapsed with a thud.

"The bigger they are the harder they fall." Aidan joked. We all looked at her disgusted. "Lance could've gotten bitten, even worse killed! And your making jokes of how fucking fat he was!" Myra screamed. Aidan grew sad. Deserves her right. I thought, Myra stormed off. "Wait!" Cade grabbed her arm. "Don't go." he begged. Myra said nothing and he lost the grip on her arm and she ran off. "Myra!" he cried and fell to the ground. Good atleast she's gone. My stupid brother will have to find peace now.

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