Chapter 11:
Melody got out of the car, slamming the door behind her in anger.
Anger and revenge. The only things keeping her going. Her driving force.
Her only goal anymore was revenge. Revenge on everyone. Revenge on the world.
Everyone Finn and Melody had ever loved was taken from them and it changed them both.
Melody had become a wreck, fueled by lust for revenge and her anger and Finn had almost become a machine. He took and followed orders without input and killed without hesitation.
She slung a bag over her shoulder and ran left for about a mile until she reached a steep cliff.
Gale, Haymitch and Finn went into the main generator building whilst Tye stayed in the car waiting for everyone to get back and Tye stayed with Melody.
None of the others really knew about Tye. He never really spoke and kept quiet about his past, everyone knew he was hiding something from them since they met him but they didn't know what.
The others moved to the generator and planted an explosive.
Melody spotted a soldier heading into the building and picked him off as he went in. A smug expression forced its way onto her face as she watched him fall to the ground.
Tye gave her a dirty look and said in a calm voice. "You really don't know the rabbit hole you're falling into do you?"
He shook his head and he gave a small laugh before firing another shot.
Under his breath he muttered. "If only everyone knew what they were doing." Before firing another shot.
A few minutes later a shipment arrived at the factory and a man climbed out of the back carrying a crate full of weapons, another was carrying dozens of vials of chemicals and the other held a flamethrower.
Tye radioed the others to warn them of the increased hostile presence as they were planting the last charge.
"Get out of there!" He shouted
He knew more than the others.
The two of them saw the others rush out of the factory and then saw gunshots followed by a large explosion and shouting.
Gale detonated it whilst still on the site.
Cressida saw the explosion and started the car and hurried the car up as it purred to life.
She waited for the others to get in and hurried to the manufacturing plant.
The floor was littered the bodies and debris.
All of the others crawled out from the rubble and climbed into the car smiling. They had succeeded.
1 Month Later
The lights in the empty office flickered on one by one. All of the cubicles and other equipment had been cleaned out and all that remained was a single chair in the middle.
She was pulled up from the chair and started walking towards the door on the other side of the office when something solid hit her in the head.
The floor gave way and she fell back into an abbys, into a bottomless pit of sadness, secrets and anger.
Her eyes rolled up into her head and her hair blew back from her face.
The pit was spinning around her. She could she faces of people she knew. Memories of when she was a child, memories of the dead.
She kept falling and falling for hours on end until she woke up. Covered in a mix of water and her own tears, strapped to a chair in the same office building covered in cuts, bruises and blood.
The spots on her arms that weren't wrapped in a makeshift bandage were bleeding, she felt a warm tear run down her cheek.
Home. She missed home. She wanted things to go back to how they were before and for her life to return back to normal.
Everyone knew that sadly for her. She still had a long life to live, a long but not lonely life. In her company, she had her regret, her anger and her sadness.
She had to live with her emotions controlling her with their hands on their shoulder, whispering her next move into her ears. She had to live with the voices of the dead and of her loved ones talking to her.
Expressing how much they miss her, how much they want to be
much they hated her for the choices she made.
2 Weeks Earlier
In the warehouse they used as a base, everyone was still celebrating their "success."
Melody thought it was far from a success. They nearly got spotted and Gale nearly got them all killed by detonating the charges too close to them.
Deep in thought, she lay there on a filthy old sofa, looking up to the sky, thinking about how much she missed her old life.
She drowned her sadness with alcohol on a daily basis even though she was still fourteen. The others did it too, they all had something they seemed to be running from apart from Melody and Finn.
They all had their own reasons, but they all ran from their past and were too scared to face it, they were waiting for it to catch up with them.
All of them lived with their regrets and never faced from them because they were good. They were good at running from everything. They were good at keeping everything in, at acting happy when neither they or anyone else was.
It's something most people other than Melody were good at.
Melody broke down almost daily.
She couldn't deal with the trauma of losing her parents and the trauma of what she was facing.
She lived in isolation from everyone else because she was scared of talking to them.
She was scared they would offer her help and she wouldn't be able to take it, because it made her seem weak in her mind.
The only way Melody could keep herself anything near happy was music. She taught herself how to play the guitar and she wrote songs that she played and sung to herself.
She let all of her thoughts out into music and used it as a way to get everything off of her chest and every time she sang, for a moment it felt as if an invisible weight had just been lifted off of her chest and that she was free.
Music gave her a moment of bliss, a moment of freedom, and a split second of happiness before she came back into her harsh reality.
She had fallen into a pit that she couldn't climb out of. She was in the ocean, she was drowning in water and couldn't bring herself back up.
She just fell until she hit the bottom.