Hey guys! I'm finally back! It took me awhile to get back into writing this story I was at such a road block, but I uploaded a new chapter last night and now I'm on a roll! Sorry though I intended for the story to be a basic retelling of the film with a new character, but I realized that I got my order wrong. In the movie it shows that Joe and Alice's fathers don't leave the center till after the bus attack. But I had to change that in order to make it fit my story I guess the flat tire will delay them until I get the story back on track. Thanks for the understanding and hope you like it!
Chapter 14 Preston's POV
The smoke from the fire billowed across the sky, covering the town in a dull gray dome. The sun was probably just beginning to set, but it already seemed like nighttime. It felt like we had been driving for hours. Emily was resting on my shoulder while we crouched in the back of the caravan. She was shaking, uneasy at the thought that our friends were out there risking their lives and we had been too selfish to help them. The only reason I knew that was because I felt the same way. How pathetic we must have looked. After about twenty minutes we slowed to a stop. The road stretched far ahead, with nothing on either side, just thin woods. The car was making a sputtering sound, and then halted to a stop, tilting to the right a little. Flat tire. I roused Emily from her rest. We had to get out of there; they would surely notice us when they came to the trunk to get the spare.
"What? Hm?" Emily startled.
"We need to get out. Now!" I said, forcefully shoving her out of the truck bed and into the street. I hoped out just as I heard a door upon, and the sound of boots walking this way. We hurried into the woods, crouching behind the only thick tree in sight. Mr. Dainard looked out the passenger window in our direction as Mr. Lamb got the spare tire. Had he seen us?
"Come on!" I grabbed her hand as we hurried through the brush toward the southbound road, which headed away from Lillian. We'd still make it if we followed it. It had only been minutes when the road came in sight. My joy was interrupted by the faint sounds of metal clanging and crashing coming from the north. It sounded like the train had, the night of the incident. I cringed.
"Oh shit!" Emily whispered as she rushed full on toward the noise. I followed her with no protest, even though that wasn't the safest idea. The first thing I saw was a bus. I beaten in, broken down, and tipped over bus, with a shattered windshield. What the hell? But Emily must have seen something else, because I heard her scream, loud. Then I saw it too, and covered her mouth as quickly as I could. We couldn't risk having the alien hear us. There it was, right in front of our eyes, the alien from the film we had just seen, the thing that Dr. Woodward was trying to destroy, the thing that escaped from the train. And it was right there. But it didn't see or hear us. It just kept attacking the bus. We crawled closer to the bus, careful to blend into the brush. When we were as close as we cloud get, we dove behind a fallen tree.
"Maybe Alice is on that bus?"
"I really hope not." Emily's bottom lip began to quiver.
Then we saw them, one by one, Joe, Martin, Charles and Cary climb out of a window and onto the side of the tipped over bus. We watched in awe as they ran toward us, and halted in surprise.
"Preston? Em? What are you guys doing here?" Joe heaved as Martin threw up in a bush near us.
"Your dad came to us at the center, and asked us where you were. So Preston showed him the film, then he went to the infirmary and got Mr. Dainard, and we stowed away in the army caravan they hijacked so they could drive back into town to get you guys." Emily said, on the verge of tears.
"It got a flat so we ran into the woods and we heard the bus tip, and followed the noise here." I finished for her.
They ducked on the hill behind the log with us, and watched as the alien made its final attacks on the bus.
After a few minutes the alien stumbled off into the woods across the street. We all got up and brushed off. Cary hurried toward the bus and Joe toward an unconscious officer, reaching into his pocket and retrieving his mother's locket. The rest of us just stumbled around in awe.
"Guys? Guys I found them. Hey guys! I found my firecrackers." Cary called from on top of the bus. He voice wavered.
"Congratulations." Charles answered sarcastically.
"Let's go guys they are coming back! I think we should go. Come on. Guys! Come on!" Martin pointed down the road. All of the sudden a pair of headlights came speeding down the road, breaking heavily in front of us.
"Look," Joe started until he was interrupted by the sound of disco music blaring from the speakers.
As the door opened, smoke barreled out the sides, reeking of marijuana.
"You dorks are alive? I thought that-" The film store counter man came stumbling out of the driver's seat, gawking at the bus. "What the fuck?"
"Johnny, Johnny! We need a ride into town." Joe said seriously.
"Oh well ok. But just so you know I'm massively stoned right now." Johnny almost couldn't get the words out. Emily giggled.
Joe looked at the car hesitantly. "Do you want me to drive?" Johnny shrugged as we climbed in. It was Martin, Me, Emily, and Cary in the back with Charles and a stoned Johnny in the front. Joe took the wheel as we headed toward town.
10-13-2012 IM SO SORRY GUYS! i went to New York, and i havent updated in a while! i know some of you have messaged me wondering where i am, but im back now. it might take a bit to upload but i promise ill get there eventually. thanks for your support 3