Hey, hey, hey y'all! I'm back! Ready for another heart-breaking chapter? Oh, come on, you know you are. ;) I'm actually not sure how many more chapters this story is going to have, but I may or may not have a trick up my sleeve for the next chapter. It depends. *inserts evil laugh here*
Anyway, the song for this is either your saddest song, or just go to YouTube and search "Sad song for broken hearts".A video will pop up with a teddy bear in it (weird, I know, but it'll make more sense when you get there. I promise,), and quote written beside it. It's pretty sad. Anyway, hope you enjoy! Oh, and also, if you reviewed the response to it will be here, so check it out! I'll be doing this every chapter! :)
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Bree coughs weakly as she slowly opens her eyes just into slits. She finds herself looking up at a greyish ceiling, and for a moment, she thought that her eyes were blurred or something, because there was a light, whitish tint above her. She opened her eyes fully, now, and tried to sit up, her limbs as heavy as bricks.
She managed it somehow, and saw Adam on the ground next to her, hopefully unconscious, with a mask on his face. She quickly reached up to her own face, and was surprised to find that she, herself, had a gas mask on.
She frowned, not remembering exactly how she had gotten it, only remembering Krane shooting them with some sort of electricity.
She watched Adam for a moment, and saw his chest rise and fall with an even steadiness. A sigh of relief found it's way through her lips and a light smile tugged at the corner of her lips.
He was all right.
But that relief only lasted a moment, as she soon realized that she didn't see Chase anywhere. She quickly glanced around the room, and turned so that she could see behind her; she wasn't expecting the scene that would be play out in front of her. Her breath hitched in her throat at the sight.
"C-Chase?" She questioned softly, almost so quiet that she could barely hear her self. He was lying on the ground next to the wall, arms to his chest and his face contorted in pain. But that's the part that scared her so bad.
She could see his face.
He wasn't wearing a mask!
She quickly, well, as quickly as she could manage, crawled over to him, and reached out with a shaky hand. She pressed two fingers to his throat, and a sob bubbled up into her throat, coming out as a strangled gasp at the fact that his skin was ice cold.
"No..." She croaked out forcefully as she pressed her fingers firmer into his neck, praying for a heartbeat, any little sign to show her that he was all right and alive. She grabbed his wrist and pressed two fingers there, praying that he was alive. But not a single thing came.
Not one little thing.
This time a sob managed it's way up and escaped through her lips as she looked at his face. His lifeless, colorless, pain-filled face.
He couldn't be dead.
He could not be dead!
She sobbed as she held his cold hand, closing her eyes and filling the tears slip down her cheeks. "No." She choked out in denial. "Just no." She shook her head at the thought, but when she opened her eyes, she knew that there was nothing she could do.
He was...gone.
He's dead.
She cried harder as she wrapped her arms around herself for comfort. And the last thing she ever did to him, was leave him to be bullied at school. She sobbed as she squeezed her eyes shut.
She was a horrible, horrible sister.
But her brother, her baby brother, sacrificed his life for her. Even though she didn't even stand up for him at school.
She suddenly heard a sound behind her and quickly looked to find Adam waking up. She saw him groggily sit up, and for a horror-filled moment, she watched him as he began to take off the mask.
"No!" She shouted, causing him to retract his hand at a rapid speed and look at her in shock, as if he had just now realized that she was there. "Leave that on!" I can't lose another brother, she finished the rest of that sentence in her own mind. Her heart stopped pounding hard, and she slumped back down in defeat.
"Bree?" Adam asked, his voice raspy. She nodded, trying to keep her eyes away from in front of her, but failing as her gaze fell upon Chase's lifeless body. She heard him quietly whisper the word 'no', as he moved over to her side. He looked at her and she was finally able to tear her gaze away from Chase's corpse, to face Adam.
"He can't be. He just can't. He's not...right?" He questioned quietly, sounding almost like a fearful child. She bowed her head as she closed her eyes; feeling tears run down her cheeks. "No, no, no." She faintly heard Adam deny. "This is all my fault," He growled out and she shook her head.
"No, Adam," She began, voice wavering from tears, "It's mine. I didn't stand up for him in school, I-I should've known that something was up with this mission from the start and listened to Chase. I should have just sped us all home-" Her voice was choked off with a sob as she looked at Chase's face. His dear, yet dead face.
"Aren't you forgetting something? I was there, too! I should have stood up for him. Now he'll never know just how much I loved him. He probably thinks I hate him," Adam said bitterly, anger lacing his words even though tears were streaming down his cheeks.
"I'm the big brother! I should have saved him; not the other way around!" He sobbed, and she hugged him; each of them grateful for the other's embrace. She sniffed after a while, and pulled away, glancing once more at Chase, before swallowing hard and standing up.
"Adam, do you think you could break down these walls?" She asked and he nodded as he stood up. He solemnly walked over to the wall, and clenched his jaw, before throwing a punch that collided with the wall, shattering it to pieces.
It crumbled down around them satisfyingly, the light of the moon filtering in, and she knew that the structure around them was about to collapse. "Adam, we need to bring Chase back with us..." She said quietly, and he nodded; not a single word spoken.
He gingerly picked Chase's limp body up, and Bree watched as her little brother's head just lolled backwards and his arms dangled by his side.
She bit her lip to hold down a sob bubbling up in her throat, and then moved over to Adam's side; grief filling their every move. She gently locked her arm around his, before she started to super-speed them back home.
Both of them wondering just how exactly they were going to break the news to everyone.
Ta-da! Are you crying yet!? Did you like it!? Do you want Chase to live or not? Please review and let me know! :)