A/N: Ta-daaaaaaaaaa!!!
I'm so fast, like yeah
I'm so great, like yeah
*****
Oh, shoot. Shoot, shoot, shoot.
I am doomed. It's all over.
What have I done?!?!
No, wait...
*****
Jack
That feeling of unease was growing worse. I still felt someone's eyes on me, even after leaving the airport.
But me being me, I made a hurried decision to continue acting like it wasn't affecting me. I mean, element of surprise, you know?
Geez. Wasn't I supposed to become better at working under pressure from being in the army? Was I out of practise in just a few months?
***
After ignoring it for too long, I finally turned around, to see if I could recognise my stalker. By this time, I had exited the train from the airport, and was now on the streets. There was no one, or so I thought...
As I turned back around, I saw some movement out of the corner of my eye. At this point, I realised that it had gotten dark fast, and the road was a deserted one, with mostly trees on either side. I decided on my future actions:
I had my shotgun with me, so I could raise it in case the person was armed. I also had a pan with me...would that do anything?!
Before I could make further decisions, I heard a loud bang come from behind me, followed by some muttered words. I raised my gun to chest level and held it with both hands.
'Who's there? I'm warning you, I'm armed.'
No reply.
Complete silence.
'Come out with your hands raised. Drop your weapons.'
Suddenly, after a few moments of silence, a figure shuffled out from behind some bushes, with their hands behind their head.
Wait...
It was a girl.
Lisa.
'...Lisa.'
She stepped closer. 'Jack...I-'
'Why did you come?'
She shifted nervously from foot to foot. 'I don't know how to explain it...a sort of feeling?'
I could not believe it.
I took a deep breath.
'Let me get this straight. You disobeyed my warning, my request, my order to not come with me, you put your life in danger, you ran away from home, because of a feeling?' I spoke in a dangerously calm voice, which honestly shocked me too - how was I this calm?!
'I'm sorry, but I HAD to!'
'NO, LISA, GO BACK! GO HOME, AND STAY THERE! YOU CAN'T DECIDE TO-' While I was talking, Lisa seemed to take a breath, and possibly get her courage back; she interrupted me.
'NO, JACK,' - she had to shout to be heard - 'I can make my own decisions. Twelve might not seem old enough, and yes, I am not an adult, but you are not my guardian! And mom and dad...they gave me permission too. They-'
'They what?'
'They trust me, Jack, and they trust my instincts. Did you know, I never grieved your death - why? Because I didn't believe it. I got "The Sickness" because I felt as if you had left me, not because I thought you were dead. That's why I was mad at you when you came back, even if I didn't fully understand it myself.
And now you're going again, leaving me, and I have a feeling that you're going to need me, so here I am. And you can't stop me.'
A/N: Ayyyyyyy new update!!!
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Winter Jackets
General FictionTo all the families affected by war. Lisa was never the same after losing her brother. But on her thirteenth birthday, she gets the biggest shock of her life. Will she go on an adventure or continue suffering from grief?
