Chapter 2
Frosty's P.O.V.
Well, that was... awkward. He and Debbie were always very close, but that... that was ridiculos. Ever since he had joined the team, he knew it was the best decision he had ever made. Of course, there had been complications, like Scott, Chase, being under such a bitch of a contract that had more laws then we had tornados. But even then, the person that had made it work, the one who tried her best, and was the only one, it seemed at least, that had bothered to actually taken the tiime and effort, despite her hugely unfair amount of work, to get to know him, as fate would have it, she turned out to be his best friend. He remembered how they had begun to really connect and be as close as they were now.
It had been his 3rd chase, he remembered that clearly. An EF4, with multiple other storm pockets, their most powerful storm yet. They themselves were at the Grange. Before that storm, the Grange was an old building made of wood and bricks, stable, but not enough to hold up for the storm. They had been evacuating the Grange themselves, taking the people to a small storm shelter near the General Store. By the time everyone was safe, we realized the tornado was coming closer our way, and it was too dangerous to be there to get anything. Chase and Scott went to the cars and told Debbie and I to get our remaining supplies out of the old building and run straight back. Once getting to and inside he old building, the tornado, as I discovered in horror, was literally chasing after US! I tried to shut the doors, hoping the automaitc lock on them would buy us some time to figure out what to do. Unfortunatly for me, the winds were too strong for me to pull the double doors until I suddenly felt the door on my right move easier. Through the dust in the air, I could see Debbie pulling the door towards her. Letting go or the right, I focused my energy on pulling the left door. Somehow, it worked. The doors clicked shut and though we could hear it outside, we were surrounded by what can only be described as deafening silence. " I guess this place is sound-proof." I heared Debbie say as she picked up her laptop bag. " I guess so, but we need to find some safer shelter. I'm gonna guess this place doesn't have a basement." I replied, as I started looking for somewhere to go in the pitch darkness ahead of us. Hearing no reply I turned to Debbie, who in the glow of her laptop, was pointing towards the bathroom. Hearing the silence in the room turn to an ear blasting wind suddenly, we bolted for the bathrom, locking the door behind us.
The bathroom doors were like the front door, they had multiple locks on them in case of a tornado. The bathroom was large, containing a cabinet with first aid, flashlights, an emergency cellphone, Dixie cups for the small faucet, and the lights above us were generated by the same kind of emergency generator we had at the farm. Like the rest of the Grange, it was sound-proof, only it was more sound-proof in case people had to be here for a twister, like now. All we could do was sit there in silence. Breaking the surprising silence, Debbie asked, " What happened to your arm?" She glanced at my arm which was covered in red scratches, some light, others deeper, red and angry. " These? I just dropped my camera bag in a thorn bush while taking pic-" I got to there when Debbie grabbed my arm, forcing it in front of my eyes. " Frosty," she began, " I've done some really stupid things in my life, but I can tell you right now that I know these aren't from a thorn bush." She told me, looking at me straight in the eyes. Before I could reply, she extended her left arm to me. How I hadn't noticed the faded, nearly invisible, criss-crossed lines spread all over her arm, leading up halfway up to her shoulder, was beyond comprehension. She glanced at me again, the look in her eyes pleading me to stop, that I couldn't do this anymore.
Why? Why should I be listening to someone I have known for 2 weeks? Because for the first time, in a long time,there was someone was letting me in, past their walls, and though it was new to me, I let her in too.
Little did I know that that was something that was meant to be.
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