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Chapter 14- hurt
Chase POV
It wasn't supposed to end like this. This wasn't part of the plan, but who controls falling steel beams.
(Flashback)
It was our newest mission. Pretty simple actually. Just move a pile of steel beams away from the edge of a cliff. The reason? A small town was laying just beneath the cliff, and they were in serious danger. We were about halfway through the pile, thanks to Adam, when it happened. It was like an avalanche of steel and metal beams.
"WATCH OUT." I yelled, but too late. Bree was standing to close to the pile of falling metal. When the dust fell,mi already knew what had happened. When I looked at the pile, Bree was stuck beneath a beam, barely conscious.
"Bree." I almost yelled, running to her and falling to my knees next to her.
"It hurts." She whispered, tears silently rolling down her face.
"I know. It's going to be okay. I promise." I said, not only to comfort Bree, but just as much for my own sake.
"Don't make such promises." She whispered. I stroke her hair. Adam was running around, trying to remove the beams. When he lifted the last one of Bree's chest, she cried out. I tried to get her to calm down, but she passed out from the pain.
"We need to get her home." I said. Adam nodded. I knew that we were both blaming ourselves for not protecting our sister.
(Flashback end)
So here we were. Sitting in the lab, waiting for mr. Davenport to bring any news about Bree's condition. It had been two hours since we arrived home. We heard the familiar sound of the elevator door opening and we both rushed to our feet.
"Anything new?" I asked.
"Is she okay.?" Adam asked.
"Calm down boys. She's awake, but she's not feeling so well. She broke a few of her ribs, along with a few fractures to her right leg. She's going to be fine, though." He said. Adam and I sighed in relief. She's going to be okay. Those 5 words were all I needed. Adam and I rushed to the elevator. When we got to Bree's room, she looked bad. Her face was ghostly pale, her torso were wrapped in gauze and so was her leg.
"Hey." She whispered.
"Hey." I said, sitting down next to her bed.
"How do you feel." I asked.
"Well apart from feeling like a mummy, I feel fine." I joked. I laughed half heartedly.
"I like mummies." Adam said. We looked at him like he was an alien.
"What?" He asked. Bree and I just started to laugh.