"Ivy?" I hear a whisper-yell come from behind me.
"Jack, dad, intruders at 2 o'clock." I mutter in response to Jack's voice.
He lays on his stomach next to me, and I see my dad place himself in front of us, keeping a gap between us, and our attackers.
They stalk up to the door and we peer down at them.
The largest one starts to kick it forcefully, looking mean.
"Now!" I yell and we start shooting.
"They've got guns!" One shouts and starts to run.
I aim and shoot him right in the arm just for the irony. He screeches in pain and collapses onto the ground in a heap.
"Where are they? Where the hell are they?" The one that was just booting the door starts to whip his head around, searching for us.
"The roof!" Another shouts and I realize they are all men. What? They left the women and children at home? Pathetic.
They begin to shoot the roof and some, are actually pretty good.
A bullet comes right at me and I swear, it went right through my hair, almost hitting me in the head.
"Holy shit!" Jack whispers from beside me. "Did you see that?"
"I felt a bullet skim my head, but what are you talking about?" I ask, shooting another man, trying not to shoot them in their heads, but realizing now that I may have to.
"They shot an arrow up here." He whispers back.
"Wha-" I start to ask why I would care, but then I realize, if they have more than guns, who knows what they may have.
"We'll come back with more people!" One shouts. "Move out!"
They turn and run like a couple of scared little girls. Scared little girls with guns. And a plan.
I sigh and lay back on the rough pebbles.
"I can tell you right now that we are way outnumbered." I say, looking at Jack, then my father.
"Let's go inside. It's time Ivy, and you know it." My father points at me angrily and trudges towards the ladder.
"What is he talking about?" Jack looks at me, and I put a hand to my forehead.
"Time to leave." I answer, simply.
...
"Alright everyone. Take a backpack. Fill it with food, water, and some warm clothes. Maybe a pair of shoes if you can fit them." I hand out backpacks to all of our people. We had to move on.
"Get as much as possible." Jack adds.
They disperse and I turn to leave, but Jack stops me.
"What?" I ask, turning around.
"Why do you want to stay here so bad?" He tilts his head sideways a bit, adding affect to the gut wrenching question.
"I want us to be safe. Here is the only place we know about. Know that it's okay here." Okay, it was partly true. I wasn't completely lying to him. But even I know that it's not safe here anymore.
"But we aren't sure anymore, not here, not ever." Jack says. "I know that you know that. So what's the real reason?" How in the world does he know me so well?
I shake my head.
"Does it have something to do with your m-"
"I need to get some stuff now." I say, interrupting him. "I'll talk to you later."
I turn and start to walk away, but he catches up and falls into line next to me.
"Listen, I have to talk to you." He mutters, and I glance at him. "Hazel and I broke up."
The words shock me so much that I forget to walk for a second. "What?" I ask.
"Yeah. It was mutual." He looks down. "There was someone else I wanted to be with and she found out. So we decided to."
My stomach suddenly gets filled with senile butterflies. Someone else he likes?
Truth be told, I just don't know how I feel about Jack. Whether I like him as a friend, or more… I just don't know. So the fact that they broke up for just that reason made me even more scared than I am on a daily basis.
"When did you guys break up?" I ask, casually.
"This morning." This morning?
"This morning and you're already moving on?" I ask, incredulous. "Wow, I didn't know you were such a-" I start but am interrupted by something I never saw coming.
He kissed me.
Right there.
Right then and there.
He wraps his arms around me and I am frozen there for a second, contemplating whether or not I should go with it, or push him away.
He pulls back and looks at me with a confused look.
"Uh.." I start, feeling my face turn bright red. "I um.." He leans in as if to do it again but I push him away.
I turn and hurry off, to where, I don't know.
…
I don't know how much later we decide to sleep before we go, all I know is how much I need to avoid Jack.
Okay, maybe it's childish to do this but, I would rather be immature than awkward around my best friend. At least until I found out my feelings for him.
I kissed Elena and my father goodnight and lay down on my comfy patch of floor.
I wish I knew if I liked him. I really do. Jack is cute though. His dark brown hair and brown eyes compare to nothing.
And why would I talk badly about his girlfriend if I wasn't jealous.
We had been friends forever, Jack and I. He was practically the perfect guy.
So why did I feel so confused?
I got no sleep.
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