Revolve

Chapter 3: I Don't Believe This False Hope

PREVIOUSLY:

"Well don't you all just look like an eyesore," a disembodied voice sneered.

Zeltzine and Lucas stopped jogging as all three of their heads turned to see the last person they were hoping.

"Aren't you gonna say hi?" Ethan taunted.

Crap.

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Zeltine and Lucas come to a stop as they grew closer to Ethan, wary of what might he might do.

"Well, that was definitely... a fight," Ethan started inching closer to the three. "Not a very good one in my opinion but still it was indeed a fight."

"Where did you come from, Ethan?" Zeltzine annoyingly asked.

"That's a long story. I'll tell you how I found you all to start. First of all, you're not very fast runners. Second, I had extra time to run ahead once that brawl broke out."

Hearing enough Harper grows irritated, "Oh heck no. Put me down, Lucas. I'm ACTUALLY going to kill this guy," she starts to pull and tap at Lucas but he keeps holding her knowing she was exhausted.

"But i haven't even done anything sweetheart," Ethan grins as he puts his hands up in surrender.

"Call me sweetheart again and I'll rip your throat out."

"Calm down, hot head. I think you've exerted yourself enough for one day. Lemme handle this," patting Harper's head, Lucas sets her down and pushes her and Zeltzine behind him. "The heck do you want Ethan?"

"No, no. You three are not in the position to be asking the questions from what it seems-" Ethan snickered as he loosely pointed behind them, "-because at any moment I can easily use this," he held up his alert device, a phone that alerts Officials when a Resident feels they or ones around them are in danger. Zeltzine, Harper and Lucas all tensed up just by the sight of it.

"So, tell me. Why are you three wanted? Did you kill someone?"

"Yes, Ethan. We killed someone. Actually, we killed many people and I have no problem adding you to that list," Zeltzine replied smothering her words in sarcasm.

"Honestly there's no need for the attitude, Z. I thought we were all friends here?"

"Are you freaking kidding me?" Harper snorted. "From what I've experience, friends don't threaten or harass each other."

"You're right. Then how about we discuss this situation like civilized residents? Sound good? Great. Now, can someone please answer my question?"

Harper answered, "We don't know why were wanted you arrogant piece of-"

"Stop! Harp, calm down," Zeltzine insisted as she covered Harper's mouth with her hand.

"Nice," Ethan jeered eyeing the two girls with a slight chuckle.

"Just tell us what you want?" Lucas insisted, still keeping Zeltzine and Harper behind him.

"Okay so I'm assuming you three have a plan?" Zeltzine, Harper and Lucas remained silent, "My gosh, you're literally fugitives running with no plan."

"We haven't gotten around to it, no."

"Ugh fine. I'll give you a plan and help you."

"Um no. The last thing we need is you're help," Zeltzine scoffed.

"Actually it's the first thing you need. Do you not trust me?"

"Nope, for all we know you could be working with the Officals or worse, you wanna kill us yourself." Harper quickly spoke for them all.

"Normally i would commend you for being smart but in all honesty, you losers need me," the three laughed. "Hear me out. I'm not working with the Officals. I mean, I'm not exactly a model resident myself so I doubt they would trust me with whatever this is. What you need to do is escape and I've actually been planning to do that on my own for a while now. So, now you have someone to guide you."

"Woah, woah, wait. Why do you want to escape?" Lucas questioned.

"Why are you asking him questions that don't pertain to us at a moment like this? He's probably trying to buy time so the Officals can get to us!" Harper snapped at Lucas.

Ignoring Harper, Ethan answered, "Are you seriously asking me of all people that question?" He laughed, "I can't take it in here. I need variety and change in everything."

"I see. So, what if we refuse your offer?" Zeltzine interrogated.

"Why is literally no one listening to me? Zeltzine, we can't possibly team up with this guy!"

"Well you see, you actually have no choice, like I metioned, I have my A.D. (alerting device). So, i recommend you accept. Unless,of course you want to be captured and have heck knows what happen to you, then be my guest."

Harper, Lucas and Zeltzine exchange glances when finally Lucas answers, "Okay fine."

"Good now let's get-"

"Under one condition," Lucas interrupts. "You can't mess with Zeltzine or Harper."

"Awh, would you look at that! Little Lukie is being protective," mocked Ethan.

"I'm serious."

"Deal." Ethan smirked while looking around, "I know my way around this area and I know the perfect place to hide out so the hot head can calm down."

"I would have a rebuttal, but, I feel like I'm gonna pass out." Harper's face was unusually pale compared to her normal tan-honey skin tone.

Turning to examine Harper, Zeltzine noticed some drops of blood on the floor near her feet. "You're bleeding!" she slightly lifted up Harper's shirt where the blood seemed to be coming from. "You have a slice on your lower abdomen. How?"

"Did they have knives, Harper?" Lucas inquired. His was was unsettled.

"I- I don't remember. It all happened so fast, but we don't have time to worry right now." Snapping her fingers at Ethan she continued, "Take us to your hiding place."

Sounding concerned, Ethan replied, "Alright, we'll take the back-ways so no one sees us. Lucas, can you carry her? Do you wanna take shifts?"

"I can carry her. No shifts needed," Lucas was adament in tone. "Come here biohazard," He joked while picking up Harper.

"Lucas please be careful with her, she's hurt pretty bad," Zeltzine said with a worried tone.

Whining, Harper added, " Dude, literally I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Let's just get going."

And so they did.

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Author's note:

Sorry it's short, I'll make up for it in the next chapter which I think everyone will like. I know the ending of it kinda sucks too but imma be honest... I ran outta ideas... sorry v(^-^)v
Also, I have a question for those who read this:

WHO DO YOU SHIP?