A/N: OMG I mad a huge mistake on the last chapter. I accidentally included part of this chapter in the las one! SORRY!
Disclaimer: I don't own the 39 clues.
Ian's POV
There was a moment of shocked silence as we watched the building explode. Then there was an automatic reaction.
Sinead fainted, and Hamilton caught her before she fell, trying to revive her. Dan and Nellie clutched each other (for they knew Amy the most) and cried silently. Natalie glanced up at me, almost in tears herself.
I myself felt as if my insides were exploding. Amy was gone, I had failed her! Was she looking down at us right this moment in shame?
The tears spilled freely down my cheeks. I had never even been able to take her out on a date. We never shared so much, and now there was no chance to. I should have never left her side!
I angrily punched the wall, breaking through it. No one cared, because they were all busy feeling miserable.
If I ever saw Tolliver again, I would kill him. Literally.
Right at that moment Fiske burst in, breathing heavily. "I heard the news. Kids, I'm so sorry. And Dan, it looks like you're the new Madrigal leader." That just brought out a new round of sobs between Nellie and Dan.
Sinead was still unconscious, and Ned and Ted were mixing up a remedy.
"What about a funeral," Natalie whispered. We all looked at her. "When should it be?"
"Sometime next week, I suppose," Fiske decided. "That should give us plenty of time to figure it out."
Well wasn't that ironic. Just yesterday we threw a party, and now we are throwing a funeral.
Amy Cahill's funeral.
Evan's POV
I smiled in the Vesper office as I replayed the explosion video. I could just see the tears streaming down that pathetic Kabra's face!
Did I feel bad about killing Amy? Not in the least.
Well, maybe a tiny bit.
I tried to shake the thought out of my head, and walked over to the refrigerator, pulling out a bottle of water. Yet I still felt guilty.
She insulted me, though!
But I did kidnap her, betray her…
I kept pondering this, sipping water.
And she broke up with me because I cheated on her, which is completely reasonable…
Why did I kill her? For revenge? On the Kabra?
I put my face in my hands, letting the water bottle fall down and spill its contents down the side of the table.
I glanced at the water running down, dropping to the floor like the tears of shame that welled up in my eyes at this moment.
What have I done?
Amy's POV
I woke up after a few hours, and found that it was night. The sky was dark, and I had yet to figure out where the heck I was.
I jumped up, and then winced, remembering the cut I had on my back.
I pressed my hand against it, and felt the blood, still coming out of the wound. I had to think of a way to bind it so that I wouldn't go through much blood loss.
Hesitantly, I ripped a long strand of cloth from my pants, making one side of my pant legs come to my knee, whereas the other went down to my ankle.
I carefully l wrapped the cloth around the wound and my waist, tying it firmly. It wasn't much, but at least it would help slow the blood flow.
I then got up and looked around, hoping for a place to start walking.
There was no sign of civilization anywhere.
Sighing and hoping for the best, I started walking to the right.
A/N: Short, but lots of emotion! I hope you guys liked it!
Random question I want to ask you: based on my writing style, how old do you guys think I am? I was just wondering…
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