Zyra
1 shot, 2... and 3. If he wasn't dead after the first shot he is for sure dead now. I drop the gun and run up to him tears building in my eyes as I realize what I've done. I killed my brother. I press on his chest gathering blood on my hands.
¨No no no no!¨ I shake his limp body. ¨Wake up, you have to wake up!¨ I look down at the growing pool of blood around my legs and I stand up quickly, getting blood on my feet. I wipe my hands on my shirt and back away from the lifeless body.
I need to call someone, I have to get out of here. I look around for Michaels phone he always had it on him. I glance back at the body slowly and gag at the realization that I have to search him. I pat down his front pockets and then reach into his jacket to find his phone slightly wet with blood. I've never used a phone before...just like I've never used a gun but, I figured that out so I have to figure this out. I find the on button and the screen lights up, after swiping around hecticly the phone opens to the homepage and I look through until I find contacts. I open and look through for something... I can't call the police they will just arrest me.
I was protecting myself.
I scroll past a name that looks familiar so I quickly go back to it. Devan. Without thinking I dial the number and wait to be answered. After a few dials there is no answer. I hang up and crouch in a corner staring at Michaels body across from me. I dial the number again.
¨Please...please pick up.¨ Tears build in my eyes as I wait. There is a click and then silence for a second before I hear a voice.
¨He-hello?¨
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Lily
¨So are you going to tell me why you have bruises on you're face and you smell of weed or are we just going to ignore it?¨ I say bluntly and Emily looks at me shocked. This is her second time coming out to see me. She came later today than yesterday and she has more bruises than before and her hair is a mess. Her outfit was baggy jeans and a long sleeve shirt that she shyly took off when it got hot and revealed what was underneath.
¨I just like smoking.¨ She shrugs and looks up at the sky.
¨Uh huh... and the bruises, what is you're answer for that?¨
¨I don't have one.¨
We sit in silence for awhile before I stand up and her eyes look up meeting mine.
¨Where are you going?¨ She asks as she stands slowly and pulls her shirt on.
¨We should leave this place behind. Let's get everyone together and leave.¨ I pull my hair into a messy bun and begin collecting my things in the tent.
¨I don't know...I mean I have school, and my dad-¨
¨I'm not stupid. You live with only you're dad and you have bruises like those. I know what he is doing to you and it's not okay. You need to get out.¨ I cross my arms and it's like she didn't hear a word I said.
¨My mom might show up to come get me.¨
¨Your mom...¨ I look at her a frown on my face. ¨It's not gonna be a long trip just a short one to see the world around us and reconnect with the group.¨ I hear Emily's phone begin to go off. She picks it up and looks at the ground as she listens.
¨When?¨ Pause and she bites at her nail while she listens. ¨Tonight?¨ Pause. ¨No I don't know where Devan is right now probably at school I can call her if you want.¨ She scratches her head. ¨I'm with Lily.¨ She looks at me her green eyes flickering emotions I can't read. ¨Yeah okay, well see you soon I guess.¨ She hangs up the phone and shoves it in her pockets.
