„We're doomed."

Chapter 18

Jacob got down from his hollow and told him to put down Claire and Olive.
He walked up to Sharon, while the two girls followed close behind.
"What is he....how is this possible?.." Jacob whispered up to Sharon and looked at the giant in confusion.
"Well, it seems as if Mr. Bentham right here has survived, while Abaton collapsed. And now, apparently, wants to help us! How nice! He's totally not going to betray us again." Sharon said sarcastically and glared at Myron.
Myron however had more of a sad-eyed look on his face. But still, the others couldn't tell if he was really upset or just pretended to be.
Sharon began to approach him. "But you know, now that I think about it, you really could help us." Sharon said and put on a smile, which vanished in the next moment. "First I need to find my crossbow, though. Just in case you're getting ideas to help somebody else..."
"I'm not going to do the same mistake again!" Myron said and now he seemed more offended than sad.
"Yeah? We'll see about that." then Sharon walked away again, but stopped quickly, remembering the hollowgast was still there. "And you really got that thing under control?" He whispered to Jacob. He nodded.
Sharon cleared his throat and then turned to face everyone. "Okay then, we should go now. First, we'll find my crossbow, because I really need that thing. Second, we save our friends."
While Jacob was walking back to his hollow, getting Claire and Olive onto it, Sharon looked at Myron a last time, before all of them would wander off.
"Okay so, this is probably the last time I'm going to trust you, so don't mess it up." Sharon said dead-serious.
Myron didn't respond. He just sat there, looking at his old friend, who didn't trust him anymore. Myron deeply regretted all the things he'd done, but there was no way he could change the past. But still, he was afraid.
Myron hasn't planned to meet Sharon and now, Jacob. He originally was on his way to somewhere else. To someone else.

"Come on. We need to go now." Sharon interrupted him, while he was thinking. Myron immediately stood up, and started to walk behind the six, including Jacob's hollowgast.

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Myron Bentham. Miss Peregrine repeated his name in her head. Myron Myron Myron Myron.

"Are you okay, Miss....uh- what's your name?" Brianna asked and looked at her, not sure if she's doing fine or not.
The ymbryne flinched slightly, but then answered the wight's question.
"Miss Peregrine. And yes, I'm okay." Miss Peregrine replied, nodding.
"I'm Brianna Thompson and this guy over here, is my friend Fernando Answorth. We both don't belong to Caul's army anymore, and decided to fight against his forces." the wight explained, thinking the fact that they were wights was worrying Miss Peregrine. But it wasn't.
Alma was overwhelmed with the thought, that both of her brothers were here now. Even though Myron saved everyone in the end, she still didn't deny the fact, that he could get on Caul's side again. He always did.

As the two wights were leading the group, they searched for a new place to rest.
Emma took off the dress that was given to her, revealing her older dress underneath it. Horace complained about how much he wanted to change clothes, but couldn't because his other clothes were still somewhere in Caul's fortress.
Brianna laughed and told him, that they would get him new clothes if it only wasn't so dangerous right now.
They soon found a place to stay. It was another forest glade, but this time it was further away from any danger.

While the others were talking to each other, Hugh sat next to tree and watched all the grass and flowers. They reminded him of Fiona.
"Are those pilot goggles?" Fernando came from behind, pointing at Hugh's googles.
"To be honest, I don't really know." Hugh shrugged.
"My wife always put them on, when I was in my plane with her..." Fernando smiled, seeming remember something. "Too bad, something like this won't happen again."
Hugh looked up to him. "What do you mean?"
"I probably won't see her again. I don't even know what she's doing right now. I just can't go back to her- especially not like this." Fernando said and took off his sunglasses, revealing his white eyes.
Hugh nodded understandingly. But he was confused, that a wight was talking to him like this. Someone like the people who killed Fiona. His Fiona.
"I know what you mean." Hugh said shortly, then he stood up and walked back to the others.
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(Okay so, school's starting for me tomorrow again and I'm not sure if I'll be able to update really often.)