The Last Survivors

Kyla-53

Chapter Fifty-Three

Kyla

I woke up to find that my hands were numb from being in an awkward position, and I was laying on a cot in a cell. I was confused at where I was, and tried to sit up to see where I was, but I laid back down when a huge headache rolled through hard. Unfortunately, it stayed, but it did subside enough for me to be able to think.

Now I remembered what happened. Ashton had just gotten free of the boys, and had stepped away from them and towards us. My headache had just started to roll through, so I couldn't understand what they were saying. I did see, however, that Aston was saying something, and the boys obviously didn't like it.

I had taken a step back so I could sit, but that never happened. The people who brought us in this stupid place had snuck up behind us and grabbed me, making sure they had a hand around my mouth. They even made sure to pick me up so I couldn't make any noise to warn Terran and Ashton to help me.

Once they had carried me down the mountain, the person holding me had removed his hand, but was still holding me.

"If you don't make a sound, then we won't hurt you as much," the man had warned.

He had started walking towards the entrance where we had been pushed through, pulling me with him. I really would've liked to stay behind with Terran. I had looked up, and could see them fighting. Not really knowing if they would hear me, I had decided to see of they could. I had taken a deep breath, and had just started calling for Terran, when the man hit me on the head.

Now here I am, in a stupid prison, and laying on a cot with a huge headache. Great.

I winced as a fresh wave of pain crashed through my head. Once it became just a throb, I turned my thoughts over to Terran and Ashton. I wondered if I'd ever see them again. My throat caught when I thought of never seeing Terran again.

Don't get me wrong. I would really miss Ashton too, but I would miss Teran a lot more. His eyes, his unruly hair, his comfort.

My eyes started to moisten, and my lip started to quiver. I'd be stuck here forever, not knowing if they even survived. I didn't think life would even be worth living without Terran. I knew that if I was allowed to go back home, I would never be happy. I wouldn't even try, and I would end up an old maid or something, mourning him until I died.

I tried to blink the tears away, but they kept coming back. I sat up, ignoring the major headache running rampant through my head, and crawled over to a corner to cry.

Kyla - Aris