Purge: Slaughter

Chapter 4

I expect a loud bang, but no sound comes out of the gun. Whipping tears, I hear laughter. A choir of laughter. I see its the purgers who are laughing. I exhale and inhale slowly and loudly. The people who are sitting scared and frightened seem to have no humor in them.

I don't find this funny, nothing funny at all. I look over to Ruben, flawless hair, perfect eyes and nose, teeth white, and awesome hispanic tone skin. My mother was beautiful also my father. I don't find my self handsome. Why would I care anyway, I'll be dead in a few hours.

I nod a no at him. He understands and hugs me. I like his smell, it's comforting and relaxing. I think I smell like that and probably I haven't realize that.

"I don't want to be here. I wish mom and dad we here", I say in a low voice.

"Are you kidding me, I have wished that several times but having them her in this situation that we are in- no", he says.

"Little babies, you have to have one another to not cry. Ha.", shouts the purger with a dark skin mask.

I swear I feel like ripping their heads off if I had the chance to grab a weapon. I force myself not to cry, I'm tired of crying.

"We have to go. We still have to go and surprise you all", the other purger says with a slight chuckle.

I sit on Ruben's lap. The same, they get on, go slow then accelerate the speed. Now our journey is what we are going to experience for the past hours.