Author's Note: So, my computer is dying and I have no idea when you guys next update will be. I'll try my best though!
-Blay
It takes us a while to get everything together. As we're walking back out the door I see the necklace Dylan got me sitting on the table and put it back on and smile at the memory of getting it.
But once we're headed out I can't think of anything else other than how the hell am I going to be able to handle all of this. I mean, I barely managed the last time. On the bright side, at least I'll be with my parents, and if anything bad happens they'll know what to do.
I'm so lost in thought that I don't notice Dylan talking to me, or that I've stopped walking until he's waving his hand in front of my face saying, "Hello, earth to Julie? Are you there?"
I shake my head to try and rid my mind of all the negative thoughts. "Uh, yeah. Sorry. What were you saying?"
He smiles at me. "I was just asking I'd you were ok." He says, taking my hand.
For some reason, I notice Aspen watching me out of the corner of his eye, and that he flinches when Dylan takes my hand.
I never talked to him after he kissed me. Between. Not really being able to know what to say and almost killing myself, I really haven't had the time. I smile at Dylan and say, "I'm fine."
He eyes me. "You don't look fine. What's bothering you Jules?"
I want to tell him. About Aspen kissing me. About everything that's been racing through my mind. But I can't right now. We all need to focus at the immense task at hand.
Taking down as many rebels as possible.
I try and think of what to tell him. If I tell him that I'll tell him later, Aspen might know what I was planning on telling him. So, I try and think of a not-to-big lie to tell him, an ld then I know it. "I'm just worried. That's all. I don't know what the hell I'm about to walk into. An you know that I need to know what going on all the time."
In all honesty, it wasn't a lie. I was scared.
"Oh Jules," be says, "everything will be fine. What could go wrong?"
I give him a look. A look that says, really? You're really asking that out of all things.
"Oh, I don't know what could ever go wrong. You know, we're just going into a possible war zone without Abu knowledge of what's going on. I can't think of a single freaking that that could possibly go wrong."
He frowns a little, "You're mean when you scared."
I hear Aspen snicker and have to resist the overwhelming urge to smack the both of them.
I just the both of them a dirty look and focus.
We're almost to the front doors now. I can already hear gunshots, and screams.
Bone chilling, hair raising screams.
My father looks back at us to make sure that we're keeping up.
W reach the hospital doors and he stops is. "Ok. I need all of you to listen, and I mean listen. I don't want any of you out of my sight. Do you hear me. You stay by my side at all times. You will exactly what I say, when I say it. Are we clear?" he asks, looking around at all of us.
Nobody speaks, but we all nod our heads in understanding.
"Good. Let's go." He says.
Then. He opens up the door.
The outside is pure and absolute Chaos.
There are people running and screaming everywhere. The air smells thickly of gun powder.
And blood.
There are already bodies laying in the street.
I think I might be sick.
No I tell myself.
You can't.
Not now.
Not ever.
Stay strong.
My mom turns around and says, "We need to get cover. We're going to have to run to one of those buildings over there. Ok?"
We all nod again and my mother turns back around.
We wait for. Chance to go
"Ok." My Mother says. "Now!" and we all take off running.
I hear a shower of bullets sail over head and I duck.
I see a rebel aim a gun at me and I change direction. I also take my fin that my mother game me back and I aim it blindly at him and hope that I managed to hit him.
I see another set of buildings and head towards them.
Bullets are now flying all around me, it's a miracle that I haven't been hit yet.
I make it to the buildings with our being hit.
Once I get there I lean against the wall an try ad catch my breath. I'm out of shape from just sitting these past few days.
I look out and wonder how I'll be able to get back to my family.
I mean, I already broke one of only two rules that my dad set for us.
Stay with him.
I was wondering how the hell I was Going to be able to get back to them when a filthy hand wraps around my mouth an yanks me back.
