I heard the Edison's footsteps trailing behind me as I ran through the woods.
"I see her!" a man's voice yelled. "Don't lose her again!"
How did they find me?
"Derek!" I yelled out. "Damn it. Derek! Where are you?!"
"She's calling out to that Souza boy," the same man said.
"No duh!" another voice said.
I made my feet run even faster.
I felt something graze my arm as I ran past a tree.
Damn that Derek. He must have been sleeping again. I couldn't blame him. He's been up all night yesterday, making sure no one comes near us. But what about his bionic hearing?
A howl rang out through the woods.
I gave out a sigh of relief. That's Derek.
Hopefully.
Even though I knew that Derek would be here any minute, I didn't slow down.
"Hey! What the-" the man's voice got cut off and a gurgling sound replaced it.
Whatever happened in there, I don't want to know.
"Chloe!" Derek's human voice called out. "Get back over here!"
I slowed down near a cliff and stopped to catch my breath.
Then I felt a hand grab me from the collar of my shirt and yank me up.
"What were you thinking?" he yelled, shaking me, "you could have killed yourself!"
I still couldn't talk.
He shook me again. "Answer me!"
"I-...can't...speak...yet...stop...please," I said, trying a weak attempt to unwrap his fingers from my shirt.
He let go of me and I fell to the floor.
My hands immediately went to my arm.
I felt something wet on my arm.
Raising my hand to my face, I saw something red glisten in the moonlight.
Blood.
But how? I'm sure that the bullet didn't touch me,.
"Chloe?" Derek asked, confused by my sudden silence, "What's wrong with you now?"
I didn't need to answer that for him. He could probably smell it.
Suddenly, I saw a gun raised inside a bush, aiming right for Derek's back.
I wanted to push him away, but then I would get hurt.
Guess there was no other choice.
"Derek, look out!" I screamed, pushing him to the left.
There was a loud boom, and I felt something push me down the edge of the cliff.
The pain was nothing compared to the pain I would have felt if Derek had stayed there a second or two longer. Sure it hurt, but not that much.
Everything above me turned blurry. My ears could only hear things that could have been heard a mile away.
"Chloe!" Derek yelled, his voice in complete shock.
The water whipped my back as I fell down.
My air was gone right when I entered the ocean's territory.
Nothing could be done now. I doubt even Derek could have saved me now. And if he did get me out of the water in time, the blood would have killed me already.
Who knew life could be so short?
Dying is the most easiest thign in life, but living life is the hardest thing anyone can imagine.
But if you give your life up to save someone else's, wouldn't that make you feel better? Make you a much better person?
And what would happen if you gave your life to someone you love?
My head hit a rock and I blacked out.