Chapter Two
Having lost the troops following her, Siria walked further into the older part of the city. She looked behind her every so often to make sure the prisoner was still following. Looking up, she noticed the faint hints of orange and yellow in the dark sky. It was morning, she could hide away in loft, but she was unsure about the guy behind her. He seemed to following her not because he wanted to but because he was unsure of where else to go.
"Er- Hey what's your name?"
"Jay"
"Jay, that's nice." Siria looked at Jay taking in his blonde hair and strong masculine features. He was wearing a techno uniform. "Um- Jay, we're going to my place."
"But I gotta get to my Tribe and warn-"
"Oh they'll find out. Mega's probably searching all your usual spots now." Siria slowed to Jay's pace. "He doesn't know about my place."
Siria reached an old Fire Station. The door and windows were boarded up. She turned into an alley on the side of the building. Like the front the windows were boarded up except for a single window on the third floor. Siria climbed the fire escape towards the window with Jay in tow.
When she entered the room every thing was as it had been left. On her left a group of miscellaneous furniture was set in a circle around some tables. In front of her the wall was bare. The windows had not been boarded up and there was a ladder that led to the roof. The right side of the room was filled with mismatched things placed on shelves and the floor.
"Welcome to the Loft." Siria pronounced proudly
"It's small."
"We were a small tribe." She mumbled annoyed. "I'll get you some clothes." Jay moved apprehensively around the room after Siria had gone down stairs. He eased onto a love set. Leaning back Jay closed his eyes and then fell asleep.
As Siria wondered through the bedrooms she came to her own room. Everything was the same as she had left it. She went to her draws and opening it glanced at her clothes. She pulled out her favorite pink top with the shoulders out and the black pants that had two horizontal pink strips on the thigh of the right leg. Siria left her room to take a shower.
Half an hour later Siria walked into her brother's room. The floor was covered in clothes. The draws that went to the chest were smashed, and the bed covers were torn. Siria walked careful across the floor. She could hardly look at the room. She grabbed a blue sleeveless top and a pair of black jeans. Looking down at her feet Siria noticed that she was still wearing her flip flops. That's when she took in the full sight of the room. She spotted her brother's boots in a corner. She grabbed the shoes and quickly put them on. Running out the room she closed the door behind.
"Aseem." she sighed as a single tear fell down her brown skin.
Having lost the troops following her, Siria walked further into the older part of the city. She looked behind her every so often to make sure the prisoner was still following. Looking up, she noticed the faint hints of orange and yellow in the dark sky. It was morning, she could hide away in loft, but she was unsure about the guy behind her. He seemed to following her not because he wanted to but because he was unsure of where else to go.
"Er- Hey what's your name?"
"Jay"
"Jay, that's nice." Siria looked at Jay taking in his blonde hair and strong masculine features. He was wearing a techno uniform. "Um- Jay, we're going to my place."
"But I gotta get to my Tribe and warn-"
"Oh they'll find out. Mega's probably searching all your usual spots now." Siria slowed to Jay's pace. "He doesn't know about my place."
Siria reached an old Fire Station. The door and windows were boarded up. She turned into an alley on the side of the building. Like the front the windows were boarded up except for a single window on the third floor. Siria climbed the fire escape towards the window with Jay in tow.
When she entered the room every thing was as it had been left. On her left a group of miscellaneous furniture was set in a circle around some tables. In front of her the wall was bare. The windows had not been boarded up and there was a ladder that led to the roof. The right side of the room was filled with mismatched things placed on shelves and the floor.
"Welcome to the Loft." Siria pronounced proudly
"It's small."
"We were a small tribe." She mumbled annoyed. "I'll get you some clothes." Jay moved apprehensively around the room after Siria had gone down stairs. He eased onto a love set. Leaning back Jay closed his eyes and then fell asleep.
As Siria wondered through the bedrooms she came to her own room. Everything was the same as she had left it. She went to her draws and opening it glanced at her clothes. She pulled out her favorite pink top with the shoulders out and the black pants that had two horizontal pink strips on the thigh of the right leg. Siria left her room to take a shower.
Half an hour later Siria walked into her brother's room. The floor was covered in clothes. The draws that went to the chest were smashed, and the bed covers were torn. Siria walked careful across the floor. She could hardly look at the room. She grabbed a blue sleeveless top and a pair of black jeans. Looking down at her feet Siria noticed that she was still wearing her flip flops. That's when she took in the full sight of the room. She spotted her brother's boots in a corner. She grabbed the shoes and quickly put them on. Running out the room she closed the door behind.
"Aseem." she sighed as a single tear fell down her brown skin.