Colt walked us out. Walking down the stairs was soul wrenching. Every step I took was like my side caught on fire. It was excrushiating. I was holding my side as we approached the front gates. Colt had put a bandage on it but the blood was soaking through. I said nothing to either of them. I didn't know if I should feel hurt or happy. I guess I was both. Hurt that he would betray me like that. Hurt for obvious reasons. Happy to be getting out. Happy Colt is ok.
"These two are getting transfered to our other location." Colt says to the guards at the gate.
"Move along." They reply.
I was surprised at how calm he was. With my side, me being discovered. With all of this. He's braver than I am. I only wish that I could be as brave as he was. He was so silent as we walked to the car, it was eerie. Jesse didn't say anything either, I was glad because he was the last person I wanted to talk to right now.
I only wish that I was able to forget all of this and move on and go along with the cherade. But I can't, if I do I will make the same mistakes I did these past few days. I want to be free. I want to leave this place and be myself without anyone trying to kill me or capture me or use me as a bribe or make me feel like I can't breahe without feeling like someone is watching me.
I wish he wasn't here. I wish he was in his house, sitting in his room eating his supper, alone. I wish I could go back in time to the day I first saw him through the window. I wish I could make myself not look through the window. I wish I had never seen his face through the curtains. I wish he was gone. Forever.