42nd Country Road

Off We Go

"Basement," I said running down the stairs. Paul was in the kitchen. I flew past him.

"Hey where you going?" He called after me. I ran outside and jumped into the cellar, and slammed the door behind me. I ran to the back toward the chains. I fell and that's when the darkness took over. I pushed myself off the  cold stone floor. I stood up and looked around.

"If only I had a friend with me," I said to myself. I heard to doors open behind me. I smiled a little.

"Hey, what's wrong?" It was Paul.

"Nothing," I said, not turning to him.

"Uh, okay," He said and started to leave

"Paul, could you get me Mark, Jack and Ethan?" I said after him.

"Ya sure," He replied

Shortly after Mark, Jack and Ethan came down.

"You called," Mark was gone. They were all gone.

"Sure did," I said turning around and seeing their black eyes. Mark smiled at me a bit.

"He has a car, we need the car," Mark said.

"We'll ditch him tonight," Jack said

"Perfect, don't get distracted," I said. The darkness left. I felt so dizzy. The boys were normal now.

"That was short lived," I said

"Ya it was," Jack said

"I'm going to head up stairs," I said

"Me too," Mark said. I climbed up and out of the cellar, into the daylight. It looked about noon. Paul was inside looking for something.

"What are you looking for?" I asked. His head jolted up.

"I can explain," He said

"Explain what?" I said in a stern voice

"Uh... I-Am," He was hesitant

"Explain What?" I said a little harsher

"I...uh need a fork," He was lying. I could tell.

"No, tell me the truth," I said. His eyes went black.

"I was actually looking for your gun," He said. His voice was dark like the others

"Oh, you mean this gun?" I said showing him the gun that had been in the rim of my jean shorts.

"Ya that one," He said, he walked toward me, "Girls hard to find these days,"

"Oh, ya?" I replied. Mark came into the house.

"Shoot him," He was gone again. He brushed his hand over my face. It swirled and turned. I shot the gun. Paul fell over. His lifeless body hitting the floor. I woke up and realized what I had done. I dropped the gun.

"Oh my gosh... what did I do? ... I...killed someone," I started crying. Mark was awake now. I fell to the floor in tears. Mark crouched down and pulled me into a hug.

"It wasn't your fault," He said stroking my hair. Jack and Ethan came in after.

"What happened to Paul," Jack said

"I ... killed him," I said sniffling

"Where are the keys to his car," Mark said, "We are leaving,"

"They are upstairs in my room," I said through tears.

"Jack go get them," Mark said, "Ethan go get some clean clothes for all of us,"

"Mark, what are you doing?" I asked him. Jack and Ethan took off up the stairs.

"Taking care of you," He said, "Stay here," Mark went into the bathroom. He came back out with new shirts and rubbing alcohol.

"Got the keys," Jack said peeking his head out. He tossed the keys to Mark.

"Thanks," Mark said catching them effortlessly. He then came over and helped me up off the floor and ushered me to the car. The car unlocked with a little click. He put me in the back seat and then headed back inside. I left the door open because the heat from the inside of the car was too much.

Ethan came out with bags of clothes, Jack followed with medical supplies. I was still trying to process what I had down and the shaking from the tears was not helping with my pain.

"Ems, you need to calm down you're gonna start bleeding," Jack said to me, Mark came out of the house.

"Everyone in the car," he said, "Jack you'll drive,"

"Okay where are the keys?" He asked

"I put them in the front seat, Ethan, you're riding shotgun," Mark called

"Alright," Ethan said hopping into the car. Mark opened the door and crawled into the back with me.

"Let's go," Said Jack starting the car. We pulled out of the driveway and headed down the dirt road.