Define Life.

Ch. 5

***WARNING: Not edited. I need an editor!!***

Song for this chapter:

Somebody that I used to know 

-Gotye.

I was clutching onto the side of the train as the next turn neared. My little hands were yellowish white from holding on as tight as I could. We we're almost there, almost at the spot on the train station where we would jump off.

Sergio untied the rope he secured from his waist to the buldge on the train top. He pulled me closer to him, desperatly trying to  wrap the rope around the two of us, keeping us both safe.

I clutched onto his dirty sweatshirt, burying my face into his chest.

He was the closest thing I had to a friend on this train.  I could feel the rope as he tried to stretch it out, to make room for both of us to be secured. He turned, looking down at me and pushing me away from him.

I started crying, He was going to leave me here, he was going to let me fall off the train. I curled myself into a ball, leaning softly on the person next to me before they roughly pushed me away.

I felt someone's hands wrapping around my waist, and I looked up to see Sergio, who had begun to tie the rope around me, securing me to the train. I shook my head furiously, as he started to tighten it more andmore, complaining about the pain it was causing in my stomach.

He had a sad look in his eyes, like he was going to cry, when he reached into his pocket and pulled out some money. He handed it to me, telling my to put it in the hem of my pants, like he had showed me.

I nodded, not understanding why it was so important.

I looked behind him, seeing the quickly approaching turn.

My eyes widened, as I tried to grab Sergio's hand, clutching onto his sweatshirt and trying to hold onto him, knowing all to well what happened when you weren't tied down on turns like these.

The turn came, and my body was torn to the side, although secured by the rope, as the train tracks leaned to the right.

People that didn't know about the turns were screaming as their loved ones were pulled off the train by the force of the air.

I did what Sergio had always told me to do when this happened, I closed my eyes as tightly as I could and sang the lullabye he would sing me in my head.

Others, who had ben on the train fopr a while remained stonic, a dark expression on their face.

Sergio's hand was pulled from my grasp, and I held onto his sweatshirt with every once of strength I had in me.

I sang aluod, getting louder and louder as the sweatshirt became limp in my hands.

I looked up, smiling and expecting to see Sergio sitting there smiling back at me like he always would whenever we made it past the turn.

But he wasn't there.

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I woke up, my face wet from sweat and tears, my body shaking from the sobs that continued to rake through my body.

I breathed deeply, a technique my aunt had taight me when I had first started having the nightmeres.

My sobs were getting louder, remembering the day I lost my only true friend. I place my hand over my mouth, holding in the ragged cries of sadess that tried to escape.

Eventually, I stopped crying and  got up to stretch. Leaing my back against the door of our train, I turned to go out and find something to eat.

I walked out of the room, still breathing deeply. My head was throbbing and I was in desperate need of a coffee.