Okay, so let me start off by saying that I am SO sorry for not posting a chapter for over a month! I promised I'd have a bunch up on Thanksgiving weekend but my harddrive crashed and every chapter that I wrote was GONE. It was horrible! I didn't jot down any notes either, so it was my fault that I had nothing up here for you guys.
I've spent the last month begging for a new computer and I finally got a Mac on Christmas! I'm extremely grateful for it and now that I have it all up and completely running, I'll be able to write a lot more chapters! And I have already written the next few chapters of this story! I'm going to be writing the conclusion within the next couple of days to post within the next couple of weeks.
*NOTE* I changed the name of this story from "Falling For You" to "Escape". Originally it was going to be a Joe / Alice story but seeing as it's going into the direction of action / suspense, I don't see where I can fit in the romance. But don't worry, Jalice will come when you least expect it, bare with me!
P.S This chapter is kind of boring. Sorry about that! :(
Joe's POV
The guard placed his hand on my shoulder and escorted me down the hallway towards the bathroom. I glanced around, looking for windows and emergency exits but there were none to be found.
It took me a few minutes, but I gathered my courage and quickly whipped around and smashed my arm brace as hard as I could on the side of his head. His eyes rolled back and he fell to the floor, motionless. I dragged him into the bathroom with my free hand and ended up kicking him a few times in frustration.
I took his walkie talkie and cleared my throat nervously. I deepened my voice, "Assistance needed in the bathroom."
A deep husky voice spat into the other end of the walkie talkie, "What do you mean you need assistance? The kid's nearly handicapped with that brace. Piss off!"
I hesitated for a moment on what to say, I didn't think he would call me handicapped and not come. I wished Preston was here, so he could give me something logical to say, "He, uh, he collapsed."
"He what?"
"He fell over, he's twitching and freaking out." I scratched the back of my head dumbly and waited for his response.
"I'll dispatch the infirmary."
"NO!" I nearly screamed into the walkie talkie. "Just get in here and help!"
"Calm down, Roberts." He said with a sigh. "I'll be there in a minute."
I threw the walkie talkie onto the floor and took the guards machine gun and dragged it over towards the door and picked it up with my free hand. I got ready to smash this guys head in as soon as he came into the bathroom. But instead, I was greeted with a surprise.
The bathroom door was kicked in and the other guard pulled the gun from my grasp and threw me into the group, the tip of his rifle on my digging into my cheek. I kicked at his feet but failed to hit them. He grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and yanked me off of the ground.
"You think you can trick me, boy?" He snarled. "I'm no idiot."
I wasn't sure of how to respond to what he had said so I simply spit in his face and he shook me violently and then threw me into the wall.
Martin's POV
"Shit, what do you think is taking so long?" Charles asked.
"Joe's probably dead!" I suggested. "We're never getting out of here!" I wrapped my arms around my legs and cradled myself back and forth.
"WHY DID YOU SUGGEST JOE TO DO IT?" Cary screamed in Preston's face.
"It seemed logical at the time!" Preston said with a guilty tone. "None of us are strong! With that arm brace, Joe could knock anyone out. That thing was supposed to be our way out!"
"Calm down, guys." Alice said, tucking her hair behind her ear, sighing. "We're the only ones out here now. Best thing to do now is to go inside and look for ourselves."
"You crazy?" I spat out. "We'll get killed in there!"
She shrugged, "We'll continue the plan. We just have this one mishap, don't worry, Martin." She said rubbing my back awkwardly as she stood up.
"Let's find them and blow 'em to shit!" Cary said excitedly, jumping up and down.
"You don't have fireworks, Chompers." Charles said emotionlessly.
Alice seemed like the bravest one out of all of us guys and she led the way into the building. I started rubbing my palms together nervously and walked right beside her, jumping at every noise that I heard. We finally stood right in front of the bathroom door and we all started to freak out.
"I'm NOT going in there!" I said, starting to tear up. "Guys, what if we get shot?"
"That would be highly illogical of the military to do." Preston said. "They can't kill us, we're only kids. We haven't done anything wrong. They don't have the authority to do that."
"You never know!" I yelled at him.
"I'll go in first." Charles said, making his way towards the door.
"No, fatass!" Cary said, pushing Charles out of the way. "I'll go in first. You won't even fit through the door."
"JESUS CARY, SHUT UP!" Charles snarled.
"CALM DOWN!" Cary yelled.
I kicked the door open and ran towards the first thing I saw, a man facing the wall. He turned around and his eyes widened as I tackled him as hard as I could. He fell to the ground and hit his head on the tiled floor. Blood slowly flowed onto the floor and I ran to the toilet, blowing chunks.
When I finished, I wiped my mouth with the sleeve of my sweater and walked over to Charles who was trying to help Joe up with Cary and the others. Joe was out of it, he had hit his head, yet again and the bad concussion he already had must've gotten worse.
I wrapped his arm around my shoulder and stared at Alice, waiting for the next step.
"What?" She said to all of us.
"What's the next move?" Preston said eagerly.
"You guys can be clueless." Alice said with a frown. "You helped me plan this too!"
"So?" Preston said, sighing in sadness. "You seem to be the smartest one here now."
Alice sighed, running a hand through her hair, "We need to find the main office and get the keys from there, remember? The gate and car keys?"
Cary jumped up and down in excitement, "Something awesome! Let's go!"
We all came out of the bathroom and went down the hallway, looking at every single door for a sign. Almost every door had a sign that said: Room 1 or Room 50. Right when we were about to give up, we approached the end of the long hallway and the door had a sign that said: Security Office.
Joe grunted and nodded his head in the direction of the door. I helped Alice take hold of him and got ready to kick in the door again. This time, Cary, Charles and Preston were at my side, ready to fight anyone who was in the room. But who were we kidding? We'd get crushed by whoever was in the room.
"Ready, Smartin?" Cary asked, holding his fists up, hopping back and forth.
I shook my head, wiping a drop of sweat off of my forehead, "No."
"Well, that sucks."
Cary pushed me at the door and I kicked it with full force and the three of them jumped in behind me, hitting the air pathetically while I stood there shaking my head.
"Guys, what're you doing?" I asked them. "There's no one in here."
"Kicking in the new moves." Cary said coolly, wiping his hands on his pants.
Charles rolled his eyes and helped Alice drag Joe into the room. They said him on the floor and shut the door, putting the security lock on. Now no one could get in.
"So we find the keys for the car and gate?" Preston asked, looking around.
Alice nodded, looking around at all of the guns hanging on the walls; she shifted uncomfortably and walked towards the wall.
"What's on your mind, Alice?" Joe asked from the corner, rubbing his temples.
She turned around and stared at Joe, "We can't do this without protection." She glanced at the wall again. "But I don't want to take these."
Cary walked up to Alice and tip toed to pat her shoulder, "You kidding me, Alice? I'd die to shoot one of these things!" Alice's glared at him. "Not like I'd shoot anyone though! Come on, these guns would just be for show! It's not like we're actually gonna kill 'em, right?"
"He's right," Joe said quietly. "We should each take one and just not put bullets in it."
"Joe's right!" I said, shaking in fear at the thought of Cary holding a loaded gun. "We shouldn't load them, just to be safe!"
"But what if we start getting shot at?" Charles said. Really? Did he always have to pick the worst situations to side with Cary on?
"Exactly! I'm with Charles on this one." Cary said.
"Maybe just one of us should have a loaded gun." Preston suggested while he helped Joe up.
"Can it be me?" Cary asked hopefully.
"No." Alice said apologetically as he frowned.
"Why doesn't Preston just have it?" I suggested nervously. "I - I mean he suggested it and he seems like the most mature person here."
Preston's jaw dropped and he shook his head quickly like a bobble head, "No way! I think Joe should have it, for sure!"
Joe shook his head, "I've gone through too much. Holding a loaded gun doesn't seem like a good thing for me."
Cary decided not to argue because he knew that we wouldn't let him even touch a loaded gun. He looked at Charles who shook his head, not wanting to take on the burden of shooting a gun if we really need him to. Now, the only person left to hold the gun was Alice. We all stared at her and she pulled a pistol off of the wall and held it like it was a snot rag.
"Alice?" Joe said, stumbling towards her.
She turned around and the gun flew out of her hand, hitting the ground, releasing a bullet. I jumped onto the floor, sobbing.
"HOLY SHIT!" I screamed. "Alice! What're you thinking?"
She was speechless as she rushed to pick up the gun, "I – I'm not sure, I'm sorry."
Joe walked up to Alice and started whispering into her ear while Cary and Charles picked guns off of the wall and took the bullets out of them. Preston examined the bullets closely, seeing what year they were made in and I just stood there, scratching the back of my head.
"You gonna choose a gun, Smartin?" Cary asked.
"Y – Yeah." I said shuffling towards them quietly as they handed me a shotgun.
"It's light for a shotgun." Cary said staring at the gun in my hands while I held it awkwardly. "Double barrel. It's a beauty, isn't it?"
"I don't know anything about guns, Cary." I said, handing it back to him. "I can't say if a gun is beautiful or not."
Charles rolled his eyes, "He means it's good compared to other guns, shithead."
I shrugged, turning around to see two pairs of keys, hanging on the wall. I slowly walked towards them and pulled them off the wall.
"GUYS!" I shouted. "The keys! I found them!"
"Guys, watch out!" Joe said, diving onto the floor, pulling Alice down with him.
Right then, a bullet crashed through the window and went right through the wall in the back of the room. We all panicked and took a gun, the keys and ran out of the room.
All I wanted to do was ball up in a corner and scream, covering my ears but it wasn't that time. I had to man up and help my friends because it was either fight or die.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter! I know it was a bit boring since I haven't been writing a lot this month. But I'm on Winter Break for another week so I'll have plenty more up for you!
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