Without you

Chapter 19

Sorry it's been so long. Damn, it's been months! Anyway, I was stuck for a little while (a lot while) but, now I will start taking this and all my other stories seriously. One last thing, MeepGod07 I'm sorry if my mistakes ruin the story for you but, please keep in mind that I started writing this story almost three years ago. Its was my first story and written on a time when my writing skills were terrible. I don't really have time to go through the whole book and fix my mistakes, I have so I will just have to ask you to ignore them. Instead of focusing on the bad, please try to focus on the good parts of the story and please stop texting me all my mistakes, trust me there is a lot of them and it will be tiring for both of us. I don't want to make you angry and I appreciate you trying to help me but, I really don't need this kind of stress in my life right now. I hope you understand. Now, let's all enjoy the next chapter.

Ofelia felt uncomfortable the moment the words came out of her mouth. Everyone now was looking at her. Everyone was waiting for her to continue, to explain herself.

"I was with him" she repeated. She then extended her arm where everyone could see and raised her sleeve. There was a huge scar on her arm who looked clumsily stitched and half healed.

"This is where my chip was. All slaves have one. If you get away from the camp, the chip activates and...you're gone"

Ofelia didn't have to look at their faces to see the terror. She could feel the tension in the air.

"They drug us, so we won't be conscious while they put the chip on. We never know where it is. Until Ezra came. With the force he tracked both our chips and we pulled them out"

Ofelia heard a flinch. She didn't know who it was but she continued. It was easier now that she had already started.

"The plan was simple. Ezra was too injured to even walk, but he had a plan. He told me what to do. I would steal one of the pills they use to drug the slaves and I would put it on the slave Master's drink. After all, I was one of his...entertainment slaves"

A growl made Ofelia finally pick her eyes from the ground. She guessed it was the lasat. She smiled at the support. A piece of her though they'd call her...other things. That they would think she wanted this, that it was her fault. Because that's what she thought of herself. At least that's what she thought until Ezra came.

"The plan worked" she kept on "the Slave Master fell asleep and I ran. I ran to get Ezra. The guards were firing at us. I thought we'd die but then... the guard started levitating. I didn't know what was going on. But, I just kept going. It took us three days to get to the city" Ofelia remembered how hopeless she felt back then. When she thought they would both die. But Ezra never lost hope.

She remember what he told her back then. The sun was burning. She was wet with sweat. Her mouth was so dry, she needed water. She wouldn't make it.

"Leave me" It was so sudden, so silent and so calm.

"W-what?" Ofelia rasped out, turning to look at Ezra. His hair was wet and sticking to his face. Blood mixed with sweat covered his ragged clothes.

"Leave me. I can't walk. I'm useless now, a dead weight. Keep north, you'll make it to the city. Enjoy freedom for me" Ezra was smiling. He was breathing so heavily and his eyes were read. He was dying.

"No. No! I won't leave you. I'll never leave you! Well make it! Well make it together!" she said and kept walking and she drag Ezra with her. And they did made it. And everything was fine. Until now.

Kanan put a hand on her shoulder. Everyone was waiting. Ofelia seemed lost on her though. That was until Kanan got her attention.

"Please go on. I want to know more"