Prone to Follow
Eep's POV:
Head spinning, heart stopping, body shaking. I can't move, my body is frozen stiff and I can't feel anything around me. All I can do is watch, watch him walk over to my dad and offer himself up as a sacrifice.
Why didn't I speak up first?
Why didn't I say "I'll go!"?
Why?
Why him!?
He has to make it he just has to!
Suddenly, there he is, in my father's arms he gives me one last glance before my father flings him through the air like a stick.
And there he went, into the dark clouded sky as my eyes watch him disappear. I feel tears forming in my eyes as I realize, the only person I ever felt truly happy around could be forever gone.
Did he make it yet!?
Why is it taking so long!
How can I get to him?
Suddenly, I hear him; he's using his shell phone.
"He made it!"
I shriek aloud as I spot Guy on the other side, holding his shell in one hand as he's waving over at us, at me. He was letting me know that he was okay.
I finally exhaled, realizing I had been holding my breath the entire time. I wave back, feeling a weight being lifted off my shoulders.
I knew from then on wherever he went, I was prone to follow.
