Chapter Eleven
My gun
dropped out of my hand when my body went limp.
I began to slip deep in the water.
My eyes closed slowly over the sight of Selena jumping in the water, but
they suddenly burst open. Selena's in
the fucking water! I tried to swim off
to the side, but she jumped at me. Both
of our heads ended up underneath the water.
She reached for my throat, but it was too late. I already found her eyes. I used my fingernails and poked both her
eyes in. She started screaming; taking
in water. Her hands were reaching for
her eyes; trying to shield them from the water. When I tried to kick my feet to swim closer to the surface, my
foot felt something. It wasn't
Selena. It was hard and solid. I turned ninety degrees in the water and
went for the object. My hands began to
search the floor. Selena started
pulling my legs closer to her. My arms
began to stretch to feel the floor. My
fingertips brushed against it.
Shit. I kicked some more trying
to lessen Selena's grip. It
worked. She let go for a brief
second. I reached down and got it. It was my gun. My lungs felt as though they were about to explode. I turned up to see if Selena was still
there, but she wasn't. She was getting
air. Shit. I need that too. I kicked
the water, rushing to the top. My head
rushed out of the water. I immediately
caught my breath. I was coughing, but
at least I was breathing. I felt relief
until I looked to the side of me.
Selena came slashing through the water.
Before she got too close to me, I felt my finger press against the
trigger. I was pulling it before I knew
I could. Selena's shoulders and head
kept popping back every time I hit her.
She smiled every time a bullet tore into her flesh. She kept moving forward in the water until I
finally hit her heart. She held her
hands up in front of her chest and cried out a loud sigh.
Her eyes
focused one last time. She stared right
through me then she sunk into the water.
Arms outstretched, not struggling, but just out. Kinda like seeing the Titanic being
sunk. Disturbing as hell.
I saw
Selena's face surface once last time before she slipped into oblivion. Cassie started yelling at me trying to get
my attention.
"Sara!"
I looked up
at her and felt dizzy. It was too
much. I wadded one hand out and tried
to push myself to the edge. The
numbness began to seep in again. I kept
trying though. I continued to force
myself to the edge. To the light. To the torch. Yes. That's my goal.
In the
middle of the water, my feet touched Selena.
I froze for a second, but Cassie urged me to continue.
By the time
I got to the edge, Cassie had both her hands out ready to pull me out. She patted the back of my head and returned
it with blood on her hands. When she
touched me, I felt the world swimming around me. She quickly grabbed me and pulled me to the surface. She laid me on the ground. I began spitting up blood. She tried to make me sit by myself, but I
kept falling back. She eventually had
to put her arms around me to keep me up.
I pushed her arms off of me and tried to stand up on my own. I tumbled back, but didn't fall. I held my own ground. I wavered in the air for a few minutes until
I thought I could walk. I stared out
ahead of me and saw about ten lycanthropes just gawking right back at me. They had surprised looks on their face as if
they hadn't expected me to live. Fuck
them. I took one step at a time. Making sure I didn't rush anything. Every time I moved close to one of the bats,
they would move back from me. They
looked afraid of me. Maybe I'd fall on
them. Maybe I'd kill them. Nah.
I feel too horrible to kill anyone else.
Cassie
followed me out of the cave. One step
behind me the entire time. She stopped
once she saw Cameron standing ten feet away from the mouth of the cave. My head was dangling above my
shoulders. I was about to pass
out. First, my left leg went, but I
don't remember falling. I just remember
being picked up. My eyesight was the
next to leave me. I closed my eyes and
left the world behind.
When I first
opened my eyes, I felt a blinding force jam itself against my retinas. I screamed so loud that my lungs gave out on
me. I laid there on the bed with my
mouth open wide, screaming silently. My
heart raced when I felt a hand on the side of my face. My mouth went wider. My throat was burning. I heard a loud continuous beeping sound
coming from beside me. The hand began
massaging my face, the voice was begging.
"Sara, stay with me. Stay
with me please." I looked over one
last time and saw both Claudia and Cameron being pushed to the side by a lady
in uniform. I took in one last breath
then lost consciousness.
I heard the
tick tock of the clock sitting on a table near me. It was so irritating that it was even in my dream. My eyes caught hold of two big red balloons
blowing in the wind of the air conditioner.
One had a yellow smile and the other held Mickey Mouse, saying 'get well
soon.' I suppose they were talking
about me. Nah! Who else was in this room that was injured?
Cameron was
pacing back and forth in front of my bed drinking hot, steaming coffee. The TV in the room was tuned to a
cartoon. I think it was "Hey
Arnold." I like that cute little
cartoon character with his football head.
I started
giggling when I saw Helga hit that little annoying boy in the nose. Cameron turned to me with a smile that could
have melted my heart. No need, I almost
died already.
"I'm so
glad you are awake."
"You
aren't the only one."
His smile
broadened a little more.
"How
long have I been out of it?"
"About
a week."
I laughed at
the thought that Claudia was right. I
would need clothes for an entire week.
My side began to ache the longer I laughed. I tried to touch my stomach, but wires kept me from doing so.
"What's
wrong Sara?"
"Absolutely
nothing."
"Does
your side hurt?"
I looked up
at him with an evil smirk. He knew what
I was thinking. He doesn't know me that
well. Well, he knows me over a week
now. Funny!
"My
side hurts."
"You
hit some jagged rocks."
"Oh
really."
He laughed
then sat in the chair next to my bed.
He leaned over and took my hand.
I tried to jerk away, but my body wouldn't cooperate.
"When
will I be released?"
"Today,
I think. You can't stay in a hotel
though. Claudia already went back to
St. Louis, so you are stuck with me."
I rolled my
eyes at him, but he only moved closer to me.
"Back off Cameron."
"What
are you so afraid of?"
"Number
one: You've got a girlfriend. Number two:
I've already got too much stuff on my hands." I looked down at my wrists and saw all the
wires. I sighed.
"You're
right. I'm sorry. You want me to go?"
I thought
about it for a second or two.
"No. I want someone to talk
to."
"Alright."
We sat there
in silence most of the day. It was
quite awkward. He's sprouting these
feelings for me that I can only dream about reciprocating. I've never even fell in love with
anyone. Never ever. In all my twenty-five years on this earth,
the only people I've gotten close to are my family. Look where they are. They
are all dead. I think I'm afraid to
reach out to anyone. Afraid of losing
them. Afraid of what I might do to
them. Just look at Claudia. She didn't start killing until she met my
wild lifestyle and me. Now, she's
probably one of America's Most Wanted.
With the way my luck is going, our faces will end up on the show.
Cameron
doesn't deserve me. He doesn't deserve
his girlfriend either. He deserves
someone that will accept him for him and eventually settle down. Lord knows I can't handle a wolf. Shit, I'm already going to have to handle
tons of bats until a strong leader shows up.
Claud won't be around me for a while.
Don't really blame her. Bats
aren't the prettiest creatures to wake up to.
