42nd Country Road

Cut Off the Oxygen

" Tom! What are you doing to her?!" Mark yelled.

"Just cutting out some oxygen," Tom said, "The bullet that the transporters shot her with is still wedged in her shoulder so we need to get it out,"

"What?!" Mark yelled, "You shot her?!"

"Please tell me we don't have to watch this," Jack said

"I wasn't going to make you, but I guess that you're staying here," Tom said. A few doctors came in the room and cut my shirt off. I was wearing the same sports bra I had been wearing since the day we left. They started to prod at the bullet wound. A few others went to my side and started to stitch. Everything hurt. The doctors working with my shoulder shoved something in it. I Screamed out in pain. Mark was crying and so was Jack. The pain ended when the doctors pulled out the bullet. They covered it up with stitches and left.

A wave of oxygen filled my lungs after that. Tom went over to Jack and Mark and united them. Mark's hands went to my wounds seeing if anything was wrong with them. Jack started to undo the straps. One hand was undone and it went up the  oxygen mask. I ripped it off. Once all the straps Mark helped me off the 'bed'. We were almost to the door when Tom stepped in front of us.

"You're not leaving," He said

" What do you want from us... T-tom," I mumbled

" I want a favor," He said.

"M-mark, I'm going to pass out..." I said, my legs like twigs under me. Tom grabbed my face.

"You are going to kill the leader of the Reunion, or I'll kill you," he said. I lost consciousness after that.

I woke up in a small room. Mark was gone. I started to panic. I got up out of the bed and ran out the door. There was a long hallway with doors on either sides. I ran down it opening all of them. There was no one in any of them. I saw a staircase. I sprinted down it. I called Mark and Jack's name. My voice echoed off the empty walls. I got down to the ground floor and looked around. I ran out the front doors. Looking around for anything. No cars just a dark void.

I woke up in a cold sweat. I was gasping for breath. I looked around feeling for Mark's warm body. I felt his arms tightly around me. I turned so I was facing him. I played with his hair, which was dripping into his face. I put my forehead on his and listened to his breathing. I closed my eyes and shifted a bit. There was a pause in his breath. My eyes shot opened. His eyes met mine. His hand pushed my hair back. I grabbed his hand as it rested on my temple.

"I love you," He said. I smiled, and cuddled close to his chest.

"I love you too," I said, "The boy who shot me, didn't mean it,"

" As far as I know, he hurt you," Mark said kissing my forehead, "Therefore, he's dead to me,"

I laughed a little with that.

"Where are we, Mark?" I asked

"I'm not sure," He said, "All I know is that we are far from home,"

"Oh," I said, "I've killed one too many, Mark,"

"Me too," he replied.

"Did I agree?" I asked

"With what?" He replied

"With killing the leader of the Reunion," I said. He held me tighter.

"Yes," He replied. I shuddered with that. I stayed in his warmth.

The morning rays leaked into the curtains of the broke down room. I crawled out of Mark's warmth and was met with the cold interior of the room around me. I shifted to the edge of the bed. Everything hurt. I saw clothes on the floor. They weren't mine. Mark edged to the end of the bed and sat next to me.

"Whose clothes are those?" I asked.

"Not mine," He said. I reached down and grabbed a shirt.

"This is Jack's," I said.

"Where the hell is Jack?" Mark asked. I exchanged looks with him. We ran out of the room to reveal the long hallway that was in my dream. I heard Jack down the hall talking to someone. I saw a shard of broken glass. I picked it up, the sharp edges digging into my skin. We got to the door where we heard Jack's voice. I went dark and so did Mark. We shoved open the door to see Jack pinning a girl against the wall, kissing her. He whipped around to see us.

"Hey guys," He said.

"Who the hell is she?" I asked, the darkness was choking me. She backed behind Jack.

"She is.... Uh..." He stuttered. I ripped him out of the way and grabbed the girl's shirt. I held the glass shard high above my head.

"Ev, calm down!" Jack yelled. Blood was rushing down my arm now. Mark grabbed the back of my shirt and yanked me off her.

"Pretty, not now," He said so close to my ear. The girl was crying and Jack was comforting her.

"Jack, who is she?" Mark scolded.

"Her name is Sofia, I found her off the road last night," He said. I looked at her in disgust.

"She's not coming with us," I snapped at him.

"Yes, she is," Jack said.

"No, she's not," I said. Jack came over and hit my hard on the head with something. I collapsed to the floor. The normal out and alive.

"Shoot," I mumbled looking at my hand. My wounds were bleeding now. I sat up and leaned against a nearby wall. I hit my head against it in pain. Mark knelt down and inspected me.

"What the hell, Jack?!" Mark yelled

"I'm done being lonely, Mark !" Jack yelled back. He was holding Sofia so close. I saw a little light in the distance. It looked like a scope.

"Jack..." I breathed out.

"Shut up, Ev!" He yelled at me. Suddenly, Sofia fell to the floor. A bullet hole through her chest. Jack jumped a bit.

"Damn it!" He mumbled. He went dark and bent down grabbing my hair. He yanked my head back so it hit the wall, making a loud banging sound.

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1000 words!! Hope you are all enjoying the story!!