Left Alone

Francis

Chapter Twenty

"Stop it!" Kane hissed, practically dragging me away from the approaching agent. I couldn't help it. Star was as good as dead. My little brother, my baby, gone. I knew there was a slight chance of saving him. However, the plan Kane had come up with was so ridiculous that it would get us both killed. I needed him though, so we had to go with his plan. It meant that I was 99.9% sure that my brother was going to die and it would be my fault. So what was the point in trying? I was tired. I had been running all my life, hoping that the next day would be better and it never was. This depression had finally taken it's toll on me and I was ready to give up. The pain in my head from where Kane hit me was nothing compared to the pain in my chest. I had lost everything.

"Leave me alone," I whined, watching as the unsuspecting agent rounded the corner. In about five seconds, we would be spotted. I embraced this.

"Dammit, Sky! Star needs you! He is not dead, and if you would just stop acting like a stupid little princess, we could save him! Whether you actually do commit this suicide or not, I'm still going after him! I've already lost you; I won't lose him too! Now get your fat ass off the ground and help me save your brother!" That snapped me out of it. I jumped up and slapped Kane across the face. His head went back but when his eyes met mine again, they were full of anger and hate. I didn't care.

"I am not fat," I seethed. Kane's eyes widened as we heard the click of a gun. I felt the cool metal touch the base of my neck. Kane started to plea with the agent, his eyes wide with fear. I growled. This was stupid. After all that I had been through in my life, was I really going to let it end like this? Was I really going to let the smug, pompous asshole pull his gun on me? I didn't deserve this.

A wave of unbelievable rage swept through me. This shouldn't be happening. I wasn't supposed to live this life. I wanted what my mother had. I wanted to feel safe outside and take care of my brother and eat without having to come up with rations and make friends with people like me. I wanted my family back together and have a house and I'll never have to move. I wanted to fall in love and not have to worry about if he would stab me in the back over a morsel of food. It was so unfair that the life I lived, the same as so many others, wasn't even a life. When you're running and hiding, you're so focused on just surviving. I've never really lived, except for the time Star and I hid out at the beach house for a day. I never felt like I belonged anywhere or that anyone wanted me. Most of all, I was so sick and tired of defending a life that wasn't worth living.

"Get off of me!" I screamed, turning around quickly and catching the agent off guard. I knocked the gun from his hand, unable to suppress my mounting anger. He wouldn't kill me. I didn't deserve this. With another screech, I launched myself at him, seeing spots behind my closed eyes. I felt the hum of adrenaline pulse throughout my whole body. I reached for the agent, needing to release the monster inside me. He dodged quickly, yelling at me to stop. Kane grabbed me and threw me on the ground, hollering at me. He was getting in my way. I tried to get up, but the agent's foot came down on my chest. The breath was knocked from me, making my anger evaporate.

"What the hell?" I wheezed.

"You idiot!" Kane roared. "Why didn't you listen to me?"

"Keep it down," the agent hissed. "I'm not the only one out tonight. If someone follows the sound and sees us, they'll get suspicious, and then I'll have no choice but to kill both of you."

"Just try it," I snarled.

"Enough!" Kane insisted in a stage whisper. With a heavy sigh, he turned back to the agent. "This is Sky."

"Giving me up, are you?" I challenged him, feeling betrayed. It explained so much. He only tolerated me to hand me over to the agents so that they could take me away. Knowing that I was a hostile, they would most likely take me to an institution.