<Jaeden>
Day one:
It was freezing. I ate the last of my food for dinner. I was about to turn around when I found footprints.
I had my backpack. I packed a lighter and blanket and some spare clothes. I was freezing and my small fire didn't seem to be helping. I felt like I was about to throw up any second but I tried to hold it in. The tips of my ears were red and my hat barely covered them. But worst of all, I was alone.
I longed for the time I'd get to see Wyatt. Was he okay? Did he make it out? I never got any sleep that night. I was wide awake. The second the sun came up I was walking. My legs burned and were definitely frost bitten. It would all be worth it.
Day two;
It was a sunny day luckily. I hoped I was getting close. I could almost feel it. I was starving and thirsty. I should have planned this out more but I had no idea what Wyatt would do.
What happens when I reach the end? How am I supposed to reach him?
I could head the noise of the city. My heart raced and my pace picked up.
Until I reached the end.
<Jeremy>
"We need to do something." I declare. They both are looking forward onto the field. We all know that deep in those woods was our destiny.
"What are we supposed to do?" Chosen speaks up.
"We go after him." Chosen and Sophia look at each other. By the look on their faces I can tell they're not sure about this.
"Look, Jeremy," Sophia starts. "Wyatt's gone and so is Jaeden. Someone has to stay here. What if our parents come back? We have to trust Jaeden and Wyatt." Chosen nods his head in agreement.
"You can't be serious." I utter, standing up. Both Sophia and Chosen stand up in sync.
"What are you talking about?" Chosen interfered.
"What if it was you in those woods? What if you were Wyatt and you were risking your life for all of us? Would you want someone to go after you so you're not facing it alone? Would you want help?!" I scream, racing inside. Sophia grabs my arm.
"They're gone, Jeremy. And I wouldn't go in the woods in the first place. God knows what Wyatt was thinking. It's a suicide mission and it's his fault." I look at her in disbelief and shake my head.
"I thought you weren't like those other girls. I thought you were selfless and helped others. Now I know I'm wrong and it's the other way around." I go inside and grab a spare bag.
I get a flashlight and a lighter. I grab a few cans of food. I grab rope and a blanket. I put on jeans and a white t-shirt with a hoodie. I head back out and Chosen is hugging Sophia. I shake my head at them.
"Finn is fighting for is life. Jack is probably broken as we speak. He's fighting his own battle. Wyatt is trying to make this right and Jaeden is risking his life to be with him. What are you doing?" I storm past them and into the woods.
<Jack>
When I woke up I was still in the hospital, just, this time my leg hurt like never before. I looked around the room and saw Jaeden's father sitting in a chair. He was watching with a smile as he saw me in pain.
"What do you want?" I grunt. I arch my back and nothing soothes the pain.
He leaned forward and smirked. "I like you. You're...snappy." I wince and try not to cry.
I can feel myself start to sweat and my chest goes up and down. "And I don't think you understood our conversation."
"Oh, you mean how Wyatt isn't the 'chosen' one. And how the dumbest boy in the school actually has outstanding grades. Yeah, I think I understood the conversation." I pant. He stands up and hovers over me with a straight face.
"Watch yourself, boy." He comments. "You don't know what you're getting yourself into." He says. I roll my eyes, despite the ache in my leg.
"What did you do to me?" I ask. His smirk returns to the evil smile that was once there.
"I took away your medicine. It's all natural." He starts to head to the door.
"Where's Finn?" I beg. He just walks out.
I look to the side and see a key. Did they purposely do this? Did they want me to get out?
I tried to reach it but the hand cuff restricted me. I threw my good leg over and tried to move my other but it hurt too much. I scooted over until I was sitting in the chair and my leg was resting on the bed. I used my other hand and grabbed the key. I unlocked the handcuff and reached for the wheelchair. I slowly sat down in the wheelchair and opened the door.
Sophia's mother was talking to Jeremy's father. Jeremy's father tapped her shoulder and she turned with a smile. She walked over to me. "I knew you could do it." She hugged me. She moved her mouth near my ear. "If Love is love than it's worth fighting for." She whispers. She pulls away and Mr. Taylor pats my back. My father walks up and looks at me.
"Jack," he began but I turned my head. "I know I'm the last person you want to see but let me help you." I slowly turned to face him and i could see the guilt on their face. "Jaeden, Wyatt, and Finn's fathers are willing to hurt you guys. But Sophia, Jeremy, and Chosen's aren't willing to do that. But they're refusing to let them go so they're using me as a double agent." My father fills me in.
"Why are you telling me this?" I question.
"Because son, you're the keeper." He wheeled me into a private room away from everyone.
"A what?" I interrogate.
"A while ago there was this man. He invented something powerful that could only be used on a chosen one. Everyone's convinced it's Wyatt. But there are three other spots. There's the warrior. He will risk it all for the sake of humanity. There's the leader. And there's the keeper. The keeper was the one who could find the cure. It disappeared with the man who made it and you can find it. The four of them are unstoppable." He clarifies.
"So Wyatt's the 'chosen' one. Jaeden is probably the 'leader'. I'm the 'keeper' and whose the warrior?" I ask.
"We believe Jeremy is the warrior." I don't know how to take this all in.
"What about Finn, Sophia, and Chosen?" I wonder.
He pauses for a moment. "They're normal people. And Mr. Lieberher and Mr. Oleff think it's best to kill them." My jaw drops. Finn. They can't kill him. And Sophia and Chosen don't deserve to die either.
"Did you guys do this to Finn? Are you putting these thoughts in his head?!" I yell. I was full of rage and agony. I wanted this to be over.
"No, Jack. People are different. Finn had a bad life growing up. Which only impacted him as a person. He's tried to fight it but when he realized that he wouldn't be anything he gave up. He hid his identity to block out the pain. But when he's with you he found himself... his identity again." My father placed a hand on my shoulder. Tears were streaming down my face.
"And the pain." I add. My father looks down. He knew I was right. I did this to him. I broke him.
"It's not your fault."
"I just wanted to love him."
"And you did."
"But not enough."
