The Epiphany (Arion)

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      "Oh my Gaaaaaaaaah-!!!" Kinsley screams.

      "Ahhhhhh!!!!" shouts Willy.

      "Holy shhhhhhh- ugh!" Stephanie mutters through clenched teeth trying to keep the car from flipping.

      Breakfast go up! says my stomach as I misserably hold it in the passenger seat.

       Guys with white masks over their faces shoot at us with machine guns. Some hopelessly use simple hand guns. I am to caught up not barfing to point out the type of guns. I just hope there isn't a sniper. I mean the way Stephanie has us spinning in circles and all is the only reason why we are not dead from bullets. If there is a sniper we are dead.

       I knew this was going to happen. I was told it would, but deep down I always thought it was fake. All my training that was drilled into me all these past years is screaming at me to do something, but I'm too shocked to do anything and just stare at Stephanie trying not to curse. I never actually thought I would need the training. Stephanie is the only one who you could call not wetting their pants right now. Here she is and here I am with all my emergency training and now look at me: helpless, relying on a girl who wants to kill me to save my life and two others.

       "Fudge! Get down!" Stephanie commanded.

       "Why?" I ask while the couple continue screaming in the back with their heads down.

       Right then a hole was made in my car seat an inch from my ear. I get down and I feel the car jolt forward as Stephanie crashes out of the parking lot and out on the road. More bullets holes try to hit us but fail.

       "Thats why, you stupid bass hold!" she answers and no one else says a word until the shooting and chaos is out of sight and we're driving through the desert.

        I can't stand it anymore. To break the silence I try to lift the mood, "Hmm, better watch that dirty mouth or I'll have to wash it out."

       "Shut the hell up," Stephanie mutters.

       "And the censor is off!"

       "Really guys? Right now?" groans green Kinsley in the back.

       Stephanie pulls over in the sand.

       "Thank God!" Kinsley moans as she gets out of the car to hurl.

       "Okay, I'm gonna need an explanation right now," demands Stephanie.

       "This... this is all my fault. All this wouldn't have happened. I'm... I'm...sorry. Kinsley... Kinsley... deserves better... You all deserve better," Willy said with his hands on his head.

      I feel bad for the guy he was almost in tears. However Stephanie has that forced "aww poor them" face, but I knew she is grinning inside. She never cries. It was very rare and she is proud of that. To her crying is a weakness, and she loves to understand people's weaknesses. She is smart. I know, but there are times when you should be merciful and have sorrow. I know she has it. She showed it to me when we were together, and only me. Deep down I know she is full of overwhelming compassion behind all her walls and acting. I want that Stephanie back, but now I'm just considered another weakness of hers that along with spiders.

       "Hey, Willy, it's alright. Just tell me what is going on so I can help," she says with no emotion and I can hear her choked done laughing inside.

        "My dad! He did this I hate him! I hate him!"

        "Wooh, bro. Calm down," I say.

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