Peace Town

Betrayal and Giving up

The Introduction: part 1
Chapter 1
Just the Beginning

Betrayal. Betrayal was the only thing Paxton felt as he watched Shane runaway from him. Shane, his father's best friend had just left him for dead, pinned under a beam in the hospital where his deceased father was.

"Please! Don't leave me here, I'll die! How could you do this to me?" Paxton screamed out after the man he looked up to as a little boy. His sadness and panic quickly turned to anger when the realization of what was happening set in. " You're supposed to be dad's best friend and you're leaving me for dead. Please!" His anger quickly subsided when he relized he was once again alone and the panic kicked back in.

Paxton was still trying to remember how he got in this situation. He can remember running into his dad's hospital room and hearing the gunshots. He could remember the heat and the smoke that filled the air. He could still hear the angry yet muffled shouts from the unforgiving soldiers. But he couldn't remember how the blood got on him or how he got stuck under the ceiling beam. He soon learned the blood was coming from a deep gash on his side. He couldn't do anything about it, he was still stuck under the beam. He couldn't breathe and he didn't know if it was from the weight on his ribs or if it was from the on-coming panic attack. He soon found himself unconscious.

When he finally woke up he struggled for what felt like days but was only a mere few hours. He assumed by the bright light shinning through the windows down the hall it was the next day. Maybe more than one day had passed, he didn't know. The world had ended and Paxton was still trying to cope with that. He wanted to give up. He wanted to curl up in a ball and cry for his father but he knew no matter how loud he screamed or cried, his father couldn't hear him. Shane had said his father, his hero, and the only reason he was alive, was dead. That had sent him into a panic attack. "How can I live if he's not here with me?Who will keep me from relapsing again?" Paxton was afraid, he was going to die in the same hospital as his dad did. He was never going to see his little brother again. He was never going to see his step-mom again, although that's not really a bad thing considering shes hated him since he was fourteen and had a crush on another boy.

Paxton could see the windows down the hall slowly letting less and less light in. It was getting darker out and Paxton didn't like the dark. He didn't like what hid in the dark before, now there actually was monsters hiding in it. He had spent all day trying to un-pin himself but was unsuccessful. The only thing he had to do was try to un-pin himself and think. And thinking was dangerous for Paxton, especially with the situation he was in. The more Paxton kept thinking the more his breathing picked up. He was going to have another panic attack and that wasn't good. He took the last of his medicine yesterday morning before coming to visit his dad, he had nothing to help him through the attack except breathing methods his dad helped him with. Now, his dad wasn't here to help him. He was postive he was going to die stuck in this hallway.

"There's no way I can survive this. I'm stuck under a beam and i'm bleeding somewhere. I'm going to die. My dad isn't going to get a proper burial and I am going to die. I'm not okay with dying. I'm never going to see my little brother again. Who's gonna take care of shadow. I should of brought him with me. Even if Lori didn't want me to, I should of brought him, I mean he would be here to help me. Oh no, what if dad turns into one of the monsters and gets me? What if I die of starvation here or dehydration? I don't want to go out like that!" Paxton was panic thinking again and could not control it, he knew he needed to calm down but he just couldn't. He was helpless. Absolutely helpless.

Paxton was losing blood trying to squeeze his way out from under the beam that was still laying across his chest when he heard distant footsteps running and sliding on the blood-slick floor. He couldn't help but think it was one of the soliders from earlier coming to finish him off. He wasn't ready to die. He couldn't die yet. He needed to get out from under the beam and bury his father.

Just as Paxton saw a blury figure turn the corner he lost all the feeling in his body and everything turn black with the last thought of "this is the end of Paxton Ellis Grimes." Little did he know he would be waking up in a few short hours with a splitting headache, thinking he was in Heaven sitting with an angel.

Authors Note: I just wanted to say a quick thank you to anyone who clicked on this story and decided to give it a chance.
-Wade