Thomas
Betrayal is the only truth that sticks. When June broke day out, despite me helping her get out of so much trouble, I just felt betrayed. I can handle betrayal, but once she called me a monster for killing Metias, that was just the last straw. After all I have done for her, how dare she have the gall to call monster. It was a direct order from Commander Jameson! What was I supposed to do? Does June think I wanted to kill Metais? I loved him like a brother, if things were up to me, I wouldn't have hurt a hair on his head. Commander Jameson insisted that he put us all in danger because of how much he knew. Who am I to argue with her though if she thinks he is endangering everyone? Really though, how didn't Metais see this coming? I told him that if he kept digging around someone was going to find out and try to tie up the loose ends. Of course that was before I knew about how Commander Jameson was actually watching though.
What irritated me most in this entire situation though, is the fact that I
wasn't feeling humiliated, or annoyed, or even fooled by the sweet girl I thought I knew. Betrayal was what I felt, my heart broken not just by a girl I was in love with, but also by, as I once believed, a true friend. I now know that June is gone to the corrupting forces of the Patriots and possibly even the colonies. I can't be sure about that though, for a while now Commander Jameson and I have been lying low.
After June ran, I stayed in LA until just after the elector's attempted assassination. At that point, Commander Jameson explained how the senate tried to assassinate the elector because of his radical ideas that would surely bring our great republic to ruins. To say the truth, that is exactly what I thought all along, Commander Jameson just helped me realize it a little faster. We didn't want the botched assassination plot pinned on us, so we had to go underground. Literally, after a few days of traveling on foot during the night we went into the sewers into an abandoned bunker shelter. No communication with the outside world, no news, nothing but the essential supplies.
These were brought to us in the wee hours of the morning by a tall man in dark nondescript clothes and a black baseball cap. I only saw him once or twice and haven't been able to find out much more about him. When I ask Commander Jameson, all she says is that he is an old friend. I know that if I were able to talk to him I would be able to gain invaluable information about the outside world.
I am itching to know of anything but this god forsaken bunker. Right now I would be satisfied with any information, but what I truly want to know about is June. I feel like a little kid who hasn't learned their lesson after touching a hot stove. Even though I got burned the first time, I just can't seem to stop myself from trying to touch it again and again.


Hey! Sorry it took a little longer than usual to update. I have been kind of busy lately but never fear, petty things like that won't keep me from updating for too long. Tell me what you think about this chapter in the reviews! Who's POV should come next? REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!