It was fucking bullshit that I had to take the fucking bus to Amber's place.

My legs couldn't stop shaking. I wanted to burst into flames from how stupid and annoying this was!

Amber could be fucking dead by now, but… knowing how sadistic that bitch is, she's still alive… I need Amber to hold out just a little longer…

My mind was going haywire. Of course, Steph was right and my brain wanted to shut down. Wanted to relive the worst night of my life that brought me to this second. I could see the lights. The words. I could hear them.

I shook my head, gritting my teeth, furrowing my brows so hard that I could feel my pulse in the middle of my forehead. Not now.

These people on this bus probably think I was a junkie going through some crazy ass high right now! I just wanted to blink and be at the damn house already! I was watching every business that passed, every orange streetlight, remembering every fucking one of them before the stop.

I got out of that shit as soon as it stopped, getting yelled at by the bus driver, and ran.

I ran and ran and ran.

Ran until my throat hurt.

Until my legs burned.

Until the sound of my stomping feet was the only noise to be heard.

I ran through the grass, not caring that the sprinklers were on. As I was running, sprinting, I heard voices that made my blood run cold.

"There you fucking are!"

Two Vortex jocks were running at me, going to hit me like they were in a football game.

"Leave me the fuck alon—"

They ran into me, knocking the wind out of me and started punching me.

Over and over and over.

Shit! Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!

I felt a crack in my jaw, my cheek swelling and cracks in my eye socket. My mind was a fucking mess, my entire life flashing before my eyes while darkness and colorful, bright lights blinked.

It took everything in me to scream and start kicking, sending those fuckers flying.

Adrenaline in my veins, I ran to the closest one and just kicked the shit out of his face.

"Fuck off!" Kick to his teeth. "Fuck off!" Again.

The other one got up, the bigger one, and charged at me. I moved out of the way as he slipped on the wet grass and kicked his face too.

When they were out cold, I decided to dig through their pockets. They had to have something that was going to be important to me.

And they did.

The first one I attacked had a gun in his pocket; There was only one bullet in the chamber.

I wanna fuck them up until they're unrecognizable! That's not why you're here! Just get Amber!

Tucking it against my back, I ran into the house, slamming the door open so hard, it hit the wall.

Right in the middle of the living room, there was Sera… She was shot in the head, right through her forehead. The house was a mess, everything was thrown around and broken.

Sera was shot as soon as the door was opened and Amber put up a fight.

I knew exactly where she was.

I coughed up some blood, spitting it onto the ground as I pressed my back against the closest wall to catch my breath. I grunted, holding onto reality as much as could.

Just a little longer…

Then, I heard crashing and yelling from upstairs. It scared the shit out of me, wanting to run to it, but my body froze in place.

"Fucking let go of me!" Amber yelled.

"Stop fucking moving, you little shit! Just accept you'll be joining your dad in hell!"

My eyes shot open. My body ached, but I moved, grunting with each step. I watched as Chase dragged Amber out from her dad's office. They didn't even notice me there.

I sped up as she was dragged out to the middle of the grass, thrown like a damn garbage bag.

I sped faster.

My breath was uneven as I ran. My eyes were only on Amber as they stared at each other, Amber standing still as Chase pointed a gun straight at her.

"Just shoot me then, bitch!"

"With pleasure."

I don't know what happened to me then.

I ran.

I ran and ran and ran.

"RACHEL!" I screamed.

It cut through the air. I grabbed her. I heard a bang, echoing everywhere.

A sharp pain pierced through my back.

Chase groaned, "Are you kidding me, Chloe Price? Why do you have to keep—"

I reached for my back for the gun. With everything I had, I pointed it at her and decided, 'fuck it', and shot it. I didn't care if she was just injured or dead. I knew I hit her.

"Chloe…" Rachel's voice was weak and broken.

I felt her tears on my face as she lied me down on the grass.

"I'll call for help; Don't give up on me, Chloe!"

Her hands cupped my face. Same as when she helped me during my first PTSD attack.

Same as at the party, dancing with that stranger.

No, that wasn't a stranger…

It was Amber…

It was… Rachel…

"Stay with me, Chloe!"

I closed my eyes.

"Don't… Chloe, please… I can't lose you too…"

She was sniffling. Out of breath.

"It's okay now, Rachel… No one will hurt you anymore…" I felt her grab my hand, holding it tight.

"Don't talk like that! Chloe, I need you…"

I opened my eyes again, seeing her with my phone. She was blurry, but I could see she was crying hard. Her voice was muffled as she spoke into it.

To be honest, I was okay with going out like this.

I could rest good knowing Rachel was okay. No one was going to hurt her now.

Max, Kate, Steph and Mikey were there for her. They cared for her a lot too.

"Chloe…?" She cupped my face again, still crying hard and trying to catch her breath.

"Can I… ask you something, Rachel?"

"What is it…?"

I gulped, my vision beginning to go dark and my throat beginning to go dry. "If I hit myself and it hurts… am I weak… or am I strong…?"

She weakly chuckled, feeling her breath against my lips. "It means you're strong… Please stay that way… for me."

I nodded, closing my eyes again.

"It was you at the party… wasn't it? Dancing with me?"

"Yeah…"

"You like touching my face too much…"

"I can't help it. It keeps you here on Earth with me."

"It does… So… Don't let go…"

"Never, Chloe." She then giggled, as weak as her chuckle. "You're calling me Rachel."

I opened my eyes again. She was smiling.

"I like you a lot, Rachel."

"I like you a lot too."

She gave me a peck, just barely touching my lips.

I closed my eyes one more time and everything relaxed in me.

Everything was slow, especially my heart.

I shouldn't accept it.

But I did.

I was okay with it ending like this.

Just as long as Rachel was finally safe.

A/N: Review and shit.