Alone 2

Chapter 12: Goodbye Again

RAINY'S P.O.V

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I fall to the ground as sunlight hits my eyes. I grunt as I feel Wagner's body fall onto mine. The adrenaline helps it from hurting. I roll out from under him and dig my hands into the wet grass. I look up at the dark cloudy sky.

I feel Wagner grab my hand and curl his fingers around mine. I look to him and smile. I pull away slowly, not ever wanting to let go. I quickly stand and pull him along. I watch stalkers rush out of the compound.

I start laughing. Laughing as if something is funny. Wagner looks to me and starts laughing too. We just keep laughing and running, but this isn't how life is. I stop, and feel the jerk of Wagner's arm pulling on mine. I stop laughing as I see a body lying on the ground.

"I can't." Wagner follows my gaze to the dead body. This shirt is blood soaked. He has the body of a man.

I drip to my knees as they become weak. I've been laughing. At this, at this world. This world of death. A tear drips down my face. I feel bad for the body, person. I slowly crawl towards the body. I look to see a gun in his hand, and he took a bullet to his head.

I pull on his shoulder and search his face. I pull away so quickly. I hear Wagner gasp. My lip starts to tremble as I read the word 'Sorry' That's been carved into his forehead. I yell and cry. I see a piece of paper sticking out of his pocket. I grab it, quickly, scared he'll move.

I slowly open the note and I feel Wagner's hand rest on my shoulder as he leans over my shoulder to read the note.

"Dear Firess. I'm sorry, I had to. Hopefully you'll get this note. Hopefully. I'm going crazy and I can't stand it anymore. I've lost you several times already, I couldn't stand it anymore. I just wann-" Blood stains the rest of the note.

I smile just a bit and slide the note into my pocket, hoping I'll see Firess again, and let her read it.

Wagner helps me off the ground and we move along again. Silently.

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I watch the sun go down and I start to shake as I can see my breath in the air. Wagner wraps me around his arms and we keep going. I stop in my tracks as I hear a gun shot. I feel weight bring me to the ground. Wagner covers my mouth.

I hold my breath and try to stop myself from shaking in the cold air. Wagner moves his hand from his side, slowly across my body and to the other side, where my gun lays. I start to shake again, if he needs a gun, then these people must be bad...

I grab the gun and push it to Wagner. He slowly pushes me off of him, and he turns onto his stomach. I do the same. Figures in the distance come barreling at us. I pull away from Wagner and have the urge to stand. The figures stop. Guns raised.

Wanger soon stands next to me, our hands in the air, like we've been caught with wepons in a convient store. I hold my breath as I see the gun tucked into the back of Wagner's pants. I try to swallow, but it gets stuck in my throat.

The people are now walking towards us, quickly. They shine a bright flashlight on us.

My lip quivers and my hands shake. The man holding the flash light is from the compound. He's the one that gave me all the things in the bag. The one that abused me.

He smirks as he realized who I am. My eyes close, blinking a tear away from them.

A man grab Wagner's arm and pulls him away from me. I lung after him, and grab is other arm, but the man pulls me away. I kick and scream, but there's no escape.

He drags me to the ground, and holds me in tight in his arms. I struggle to break free, but can't. I stop resisting and watch Wagner get pulled away from me, once again.