Monster
Hey, guys. I'm sorry for the delays but I got my iPod stolen on the 27th August, by some guy. I don't know the real culprit but he was pretty suspicious. I won't describe any names or appearances, he's just He-Who-Took-The-New-Chapters-Of-Monster-So-I-Had-T o-Rewrite-Them-Slowly. Sorry.
It's true. I finished writing chapters 20, 21 and 22 during a car journey with my parents, when we reached our destination and I put my iPod away. At the cafe we visited while there, I left my iPod on the table by accident - but I was still on the table literally one inch away from the other. Then the guy came to the table, straightened the chairs for no reason, and when we turned around, it was gone. We asked him but he shook his head. After that, all he did was avoid our eyes and smirk when we walked past.
Ugh.
So, all in all, until December, you can't expect constant updates. It might even be one chapter per WEEK. I'm still annoyed, and I'm going to use my mom's iPhone and the laptop to write for now.
Review Corner-
Kiki's-stories-of-awesomeness: xD I love that scene!
SPHazelcat: Brownies. Mmmmm. :P Sorry about the lack of Ellis.
Supergamer5: Okay, I'm really sorry, but if I have to PUT YOU IN AS A GANGNAM STYLE-DANCING SMOKER TO GET REVIEWS FROM YOU, I'm sorry, but I guess I won't be getting any more from you. I'm sorry, but this is a mostly serious fic, and I just can't put that in. I hope you RESPECT my decision. And I respect you for reading this fic, but I just can't do what you ask. Again, I'm sorry.
Twenty
I tore a defibrillator from Louis' hands; almost knocking him over. I muttered a quick apology, but there was no time to spare. I ran to Nick's side. I was aware of the tears dripping down my cheeks. His eyes were open and glazed, and I dropped the defibrillator to open his shirt. I was met with torrents of blood, torn arteries and his heart. It wasn't beating. I sobbed out loud.
"Clear!" I fell down beside him, crying into his sleeve. I felt Zoey pat my back comfortingly.
"He's gone, Ro," she whispered. A movement made me look up, but it was only Ellis, pulling himself towards Nick's body. I watched him silently as he lowered his head to Nick's wrist - and remained there for a second. When he lifted his head, blood dripped from his chin, and his eyes glowed with a new fire.
"Did he just drink his blood?" Louis sounded slightly repulsed.
"I don't know," Zoey replied quietly, her eyes fixed on the two. I stared at Nick, but he didn't move. Louis turned away, and I thought about following when Nick's eyelids flickered. I held my breath, and he inhaled sharply, his eyes opening fully. They were orange.
-Monster-Monster-Monster-Monster-
My eyes flickered and opened fully. I was face to face with a Tank. Squeaking and falling backwards to get away, I realized the eyes were glazed and dead, like Nick's had been. Nick! I stood up quickly, looking around. Exhaling in relief when I saw his body, still breathing, sitting against a tree, I froze again when I saw the others crowded around something else. Pushing through, I saw Ellis, curled up on his side. Blood stained the floor, and from where I was standing I could see his spine and ribs poking through his skin; tearing his shirt and sticking up like white knives in the air. His eyes were shut, and blood bubbled in the corner of his mouth.
"Ellis, sweetie," I began, falling to my knees in the grass. "Don't do this, honey..." He shook his head.
"R-Ro..." he rasped.
"It's not your time, baby," I sobbed. I could hear Zoey trying not to cry behind me, and even the usually optimistic Louis looked grim.
"Ah can' help it, Ro," Ellis whispered. "Everythin's all my fault..."
"No!" I cried. "It's mine! I can't help you, and-"
"Ah volunteered."
"What?" I felt my world turn black and white, like I was about to die.
"Ah volunteered... t'be an Infected.
"But why?" I had to fight to get my voice loud enough to hear.
"Ah was told it would help y'all..." Ellis admitted. "Ah was told tha' if Ah took part in their Strain campaign they would help you guys, an'keep you safe. So Ah did. But all Ah've done is made everythin' worse..." I ignored the tears pouring down my face.
"Don't go, baby, it's okay, none of this was your fault," I cried. "Just stay awake, and everything will okay, alright? Hey, remember the time you said your friend got a goat with his racetrack? I want to know what happened..." I continued speaking, even though the faint, painful rise and fall of Ellis' chest had stopped. Even as I held his hand, he was going cold, and his eyes were blank. It was too late. But I couldn't accept it.
"Ro..." Zoey began sadly. "He's gone, Ro." I shook my head fiercely.
"... and what about the time when Keith..." I refused to stop. Ellis had to answer one of my questions, just one. Didn't he?
"Ro... He's dead."
