Where The Bullet Lands

It Couldn't Get Any Worse

"Give me a drink of your canteen" Will looks at me.

"You wouldn't like it" I frown and stare at the ground.

"Sweetheart, we already touched mouth to mouth so I don't care about ur' spit" Will grins and chuckles. Must of happened that night I was drunk.

"It's liquor" I sigh and give up, I can't hide my alcohol problem.

"Instead of a vital liquid we need to survive, you bring alcohol?" Mary stares at me annoyed. Being on our way to Kansas we walked through a lot of empty spaces, including deserts and plains.

"You know what?" Will rips the canteen from my hand. I instantly began swearing at him. "Your addiction is getting out of hand" Will lifts his eyebrows and moves the canteen out of my reach.

"What are you? My mother" I frown and swipe the canteen back. Will quickly prys it from my hand.

"Are you just angry for once you couldn't get the girl?" I yell and swipe my canteen back. Will grabs it and immediately pours the alcohol on to the hot sand.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" I yell loudly, disrupting Mary's concentration, who was examining the map.

"Will you two grow up and stop letting your hormones get the way" Mary rolls her eyes and stares at us.

"Fuck y'all!" I yell and start walking the opposite direction.

"Where the hell are you going" Will shouts.

"Away from you two" I throw my hands in the air. Our problem was that we are all so different, we think differently, we act differently. That is what almost made this quest impossible. I feel pain flowing through my body, as though someone is slowly ripping my body apart limb from limb. I fall onto the ground, yelling in pain. It was the second worst pain I have ever endured. The first was losing my whole family.

"Sweetheart?" I hear Will shouting until his voice fades away. I wake up in a room, I felt sick, and the recent pain still lingered. "She is awake" Will whispers and Mary stands over me.

"I am afraid we need to get to Kansas faster than I thought, I didn't know it would happen this quickly" Mary arches her eyebrows.

"What are you talking about?!" I yell, hazily, I felt drugged. Will rolls his eyes.

"Well we can't leave while she is still drugged" Will stares at Mary, who thinks for a while before responding.

"You could always carry her" Mary walks out the door, before Will could protest. Will sighs and picks me up, I saw everything from an optimistic view. Overly optimistic.

"Your.... hair... is so... swoopy" I giggle and pass out, when I wake up I am in the arms of Will in the middle of thre desert. Mary trotting in front of me.

"You idiots, don't ever drug me again!" I yell and give Will a good swing to the jaw. He drops me, I fall to the ground.

"We had to, you were in lots of pain, I couldn't just watch you scream and cry!" Will yells annoyed and runs his fingers through his hair.

"Why did I feel so much pain?" I stare at Mary, who is reading a book.

"It's a side effect of not doing your quest, when you try to run away from your destiny, you need to get back on the right track" Mary doesn't look up from her book.

"So, your telling me I am getting deadly ill, because of some made up myth" I arch my eyebrows and stare at Mary. Mary closes her book and gives me an angry look.

"Your whole life, is a myth! A girl who couldn't die! You think you just happen to survive multiple shots to the head?!" Mary draws a knife and put it to my neck. I stare startled by Mary's actions. She immediately smoothes back her hair and puts the knife in her pocket. "My insanity is slowly taking over" Mary sighs and looks away from me, obviously tearing up.

"I am sorry, I didn't know it was that important" I feel guilty for making her life work seem so stupid.

"Maybe, you should grow a heart and learn to not be afraid of compassion or caring for someone, or even love" Will gives me a compassionate look. learn to not be afraid of love.

"Guys I, am sorry, I haven't helped the group, and maybe I am weighing down the mission" I rub the back of my neck. Mary screams, I look up and someone has her knife at her neck, he has a mask on his face.

"Mary!" I yell. A grin forms on his face. "Let her go, or you are a dead man" rage flows through my words.

"Or what? You'll give me a makeover?" The man chuckles.

"If you mean I rearrange your face, then yes" I tilt my head a little bit. Will has a scared look on his face.

"Why don't the man handle this" The man had an strange accent.

"Because he is a wimp" I step in front of Will. He looks offended, but well aware I am stronger than him.

"Oh, you and lover boy are having problems huh?" the man chuckles lightly.

"I. Will. Kill. You" I stare angrily.

"You wouldn't do that to your father, would you An-" I cut him off.

"Father?" I stare blankly. The man rips off his mask, revealing my father. His brown hair sticking up, his green eyes reflecting the sunlight. He releases Mary, my instant reaction was to shut down. My body fell down to the ground, I fainted. The man who ruined my life, now stood before me.