Divine like the Wolves- Chapter 5
Run
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While you read this chapter! Please! And I hope you like it, it's just a quick chapter about Josh.
Josh's POV
They said I wouldn't be allowed to carry on with my memories coming back to me like the way they do. I guess if I had to choose, I wouldn't go back. Why would I want to be a pharmacist or pay for college when my career path would be set for me here? Even if I would be giving up a normal life, I don't want normal. Normal is boring.
Run. Keep running. My feet hit the road, the yellow lines leading me to the sure place of where I have to go. My heart is beating heavily in my chest but I'm used to of running. I have been practising since I left Gallagher Academy that night. Running to nowhere all the time. But this time I have a sure destination and I have to reach it. My eyes are blurring and I can't tell why. Maybe it's the pain in lower right of my head, just above my ear. I have to keep going though, I have to keep running. Keeping going, keep going.
They said that it is best for the whole school, best for Cammie. Beautiful Cammie with smooth hair that grazes past her shoulders and eyes so stunning I wonder if she knows. She has a smile as bright as her mind and kindness so flawless. Cammie whose soft palms kept me behind her as the man blew smoke up into the sky and her back pressed up against my chest. She spoke with such assurance and calmness that I knew it; she was born to do this.
I lay in my new bed with Zach, Grant and a boy named Jonas in the room. It's awkward but their playing nice. I can't sleep. Not with the chills still in my toes and my eyes wide open thinking of the things he's said tonight. Samuel Lyle she said. For I will be in the places too deep for you to reach and if the people you trust most find out, they will die along with you later on. Someone wants to hurt her, someone in this school. And the way she looked at me when I wanted to say something was enough for me to keep this a secret. I have told no one. And even though I want to, I know I can't. Not with that threat.
"I want to commend you all for doing a great job tonight. Our adjectives might not have been met tonight but you all followed orders smoothly." Mr. Solomon said when we were all in the mansion in a place where they poked my finger for blood. We all sat in the desk, everyone wired and tapping their feet. Cammie sat down beside me and didn't glance at me at all.
"As you know, one of our own went missing last year-" Abby says and suddenly, everyone glances at Cammie. Alarmed, I look to her and she looks at me. I frown in question but she just shakes her head no and looks away. As if saying, not now. "And the people who had encouraged this were out there tonight."
A collective movement stirs the class but no one says a word. "As far as we know, there was no contact. But keep this to yourselves like the CIA you are being trained to be."
"We are all safe," Cammie's mom says. "I want each of you to go to your rooms and stay there. Come Monday, classes are going to be as usual."
A hand shoots up and then someone asks, "Will we still be going on missions?"
"To be determined." Mr. Solomon says.
Cammie went missing and I was at home thinking about DeeDee and if she'll like the presents I got her. This whole tiring day, starting from the moment where I fell to my cold floor clutching my head to now has been a roller coaster. First I see Cammie with sweat beading at the back of her neck and pieces of hair sticking to her forehead and looking so different from the last time I saw her. More mature looking. Then there was the meeting and then sitting outside of the office with her, both in our running clothes. It was like we were going to run away together. Escape this town with hidden secrets.
But then she was acting like a shield tonight and I couldn't help but to feel useless. I couldn't help but to think of the fun of the night when she was at my side, smiling up at me with brown hair. She called me Perry. As she should, but it still gave me the awakening I needed. She was with Zach who's bed is the farthest from mine. And he would have done something tonight.
I admit, today had been hard. Especially when my mom kissed me on the cheek with tears in her eyes as she said goodbye. Like as if I was going away forever and would never see her again. And the way my dad patted my back telling me that he was proud of me. To them, I got into a good school that would pay for my college tuition. Then they drove me away like everything was wrapped up and ready.
I'm so tired. So, so tired. I finally close my eyes, reminding myself that this was the life I chose. And this is the life I will be living from now on.
I dream of smoke billowing and swirling around my head and a laughter so haunting I try to inch away from it. But there's chains around my ankles that signal my location in the swallowing darkness. I keep trying to scream, to escape the coldness I feel on my body in certain places. But I can't hear anything, and all I can feel is a rasp clawing its way up but falling short. I see blasts of colour, sometimes it's blue and sometimes it's yellow or white. But mostly it's blue. I can't fight my way out and I see faces flashing before my eyes but I don't know who each of them are. The laughter becomes louder and louder till it's so deafening I can just barely hear the chains binding me. Where are my eyes? Where's up? Searing pain. Fear.
"JOSH?!"