Emy POV
"Ughhh." I sat up on my cot and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I just got a call from Jasper and John that they spotted someone heading towards the camp in a cop car. Oh great, one of Bruce's buddies coming to visit at 1 A.M. I put on some grey sweat pants and my white v-neck. I grab my blanket and wrap it snugly around me. I push open the flaps of my tent and head out with my flashlight and gun. I make my way towards our "entrance" even though it's just two tall trees.
"Hey Jasper, John. How's night watch goin?" I let out a yawn and wrap the blanket around me even tighter.
"Jasper spotted a car over there." He points to a little hill in the dirt road and I see the car approaching at a fast speed.
"It's a cop car alright, but it doesn't seem to be from the city's police department." John passes me the binoculars to have a look for myself.
"Oh! Oh! It's coming!" Jasper runs off to avoid getting run over, but I step into the middle of the road and turn on my flashlight to wave the light around. The car gets closer and screeches to a halt. I grab my gun out and aim it towards the opening car doors. John and Jasper soon join me, and now we have the car surrounded.
"Woah, woah, woah! We're friendly! Emy, it's me, Tegan! I have someone who's badly injured!"
"Tegan? Guys, stand down." Both Jasper and John lower their weapons slowly to their sides. I approach the passenger's side of the car, and surely enough it's Tegan. I know I said she could come whenever she needed a place to stay, but I didn't think she'd actually come. We're low on supplies as it is and we barely have enough tents to situate everybody. I look through the windows and I see a girl with a bloody jacket wrapped around her midsection. Tegan sees me eye her and pleads, "Please, she got shot."
"You're lucky we have a surgeon and a nurse. Jasper, radio in Johnny and Stacy, tell them it's a bullet wound to the midsection." Jasper nods in understanding and grabs his walkie-talkie hanging from his belt.
"John lead umm..."
"Ted."
"Ted! Lead Ted to the medicine tent and see if you can give him some food, umm Tegan could I talk to you for a sec?"
"Yeah sure." We watch everyone leave and we end up walking back to the campsite.
"Tegan, this is kind of awkward. I know I said that you could come here if you needed a place to stay, but I didn't expect you to come. Frankly, we don't have enough food or supplies to go around and not enough tents."
"But I could help around the camp, whatever you need me to do I'll do it, whatever you need me to collect, I'll collect it. And I have blankets, so me and Ted could just sleep on the ground."
"No, you don't have to sleep on the ground, I'm pretty sure we can cram you into the tents. But I don't know if this'll work...we can give it a try though." I smile weakly and huge smile spreads across her face. She gets in closer and hugs me tight.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you! You won't regret it I promise."
"Ok, but remember if we need you and your friends to leave, don't try and fight to stay here a while longer." She nods in understanding, the smile on her face already washed off.
We make our way to the medicine tent and push the flap to the side to get a better look. Johnny has his gloves on and Stacy is at his side with all the tools. They've anesthetized the girl and are about to cut her open, when Tegan runs out crying.
Sara POV
"Mmmm...no...no, Bruce don't...leave Emy alone...NO!" I wake up in a sweat. I immediately get into a sitting position on my cot. My clothes are clinging to my skin and my eyes are ready to fall out of their sockets. My chest starts heaving, I can't control my breath, I'm trying to breathe in some air, but I can't seem to inhale any; I feel like I'm drowning. My puffer...where the hell is it?! I reach around under my cot and finally feel it. I grab it and bring it up to my mouth. Ah...there...take a deep breath and calm the fuck down, Bruce is sleeping right next to you and you DON'T want to wake him up. I lean back down and let my arm hang off the edge of the cot. My puffer drops to the floor and I don't bother to put it back where it belongs. I sigh. I had the nightmare again. He had Emy under him, and she was screaming at me to help, but I wouldn't move, like if my feet were glued to the floor. She was screaming and I didn't bother to help. I know why I've been having these dreams, but I don't want to come to terms with it. I don't want to believe it, I don't want to understand why Bruce would hurt me like that, when he already has me to use. I've been seeing him eye her lately, I always see his eyes wandering to her bum when she picks up things, I can see his eyes wander to her lips and her breasts. The worst part is that he knows that she's gay, and it freaks him out so much, so why would he want her? Was she a piece of forbidden fruit that he so badly wanted to take a bite out of? Was she another adventure? Was he trying to prove something? Was he trying to hurt me even more than what he already has? I would absolutely kill him, if he ever tried to touch her. I'd muster up every once of courage I had and pull the trigger. Emy was like a sister to me, she's put up with every thing that I have to put up with. My depression, Bruce, my emotional turmoil, and now this shitty world we live in. She had come to pick me up after the media broke the news and said she didn't care if Bruce had to tag along, she was taking me somewhere safe and she was going to protect me.
I need to take a walk. Maybe if I clear my head I'll forget about my nightmare and go back to sleep peacefully, although that's highly unlikely. I get up slowly as possible, being careful not to make any noise. I hear Bruce talking in his sleep. I freeze. He stopped talking, but I'm too afraid to move now. Five minutes pass by before I grab my cardigan and put it on. I put on my sweats and grab my running shoes. I unzip the zipper and step out of the tent, making sure to turn around and zip it back up. The night air is chilly, and the stars are shining at their full potential tonight. The moon is fully lit tonight, casting a glow on the lake. If the world ever becomes okay, I would totally come back and live right on the edge of the lake. I can't help but smile at the breathtaking scenery before me. Nature is always perfect, but sometimes it can literally take your breath away. I remember something my parents told me, they said I was about two years old when I got my first glance at the ocean. They said I ran straight for it, but came back running to their arms giggling when the incoming tide tickled my toes. I head down the hill that I'm standing on and head towards the lake. Maybe I'll go skinny dipping, or wash myself off, it has been a week since my body made contact with water. I head towards the medicine tent first to grab some shampoo and some towels. I'm about ten feet away when I hear someone crying and Emy's soothing voice. I quickly hide behind a tree to eavesdrop on the situation. I know, I know, It's not nice to eavesdrop, but I mean who cares? It's not like I'm going to tell anybody.
"...and it's just all so fucked up. How am I going to take care of her? I can barely take care of myself. What if she doesn't recover? I-I..."
"Shhhhh, Tegan calm down, everything is gonna be alright, you're just over thinking it." Tegan? Well, whoever this is, she sure sounds like a mess. I can barely see her under the faint shadow being cast by the tent. She stands up, and moves into the Moon's lighting. That's when my body comes to a halt. She's so beautiful, well more like hot, but still beautiful. She has short brown hair that comes to about her shoulders, her tattoos that run up and down her arms are faint in the light, but still recognizable. Her lips are twitching in the most adorable way possible, although she's probably having an emotional break down on the inside. Her strong jaw line casts a faint shadow on her neck, and I can only imagine what I would do to that neck if I had the chance. Her lips look so soft and inviting in the moonlight, and I can't help but wonder how they would feel like on mine. My core is starting to ache and I can't bear to look at her anymore. She stares in my direction and I quickly turn back around against the tree. Shit. Sara why can't you get a hold of yourself?!
"Emy I saw something move."
"What? Where? Tegan get your axe. We can't use guns out here." I hear the scrambling of feet and hear Emy coming closer. I don't know what to do. Emy never wants me hanging around in the dark. Should I run for it? No, she might shoot me accidentally. I know she said she couldn't use guns, but I know her, she'll use it when she's surprised or when she feels she has to use it.
"Emy it's me Sara!" I bite my lip, wondering if I should regret what I shouted.
"Sara! You know you shouldn't be out here! Why won't you listen to me! Sara you know he might wake up and do to you what he did last time!" Her words hurt me and now I'm on the verge of breaking down. She notices and wraps her arms around me. Her touch comforts me immediately and she tries to soothe me.
"I'm sorry Sara for yelling at you but you know I don't want to see you getting abused by him." She rubs my hair and pats my back. I wrap my arms around her waist and lean my head into the crook of her neck.
"SARA! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?! YOU BETTER HOPE I DON'T FIND YOU?!"
"Emy E-Emmyy?" I start to freak out in her arms. Oh god oh god, he's going to beat me.
"Emy don't let him get to me."
"Shhhh, Sara please keep quiet." She pleads with me and begs with me but I keep on whimpering.
"There you are." He slaps Emy and yanks me by the wrist. He leads me to a tree and grabs some rope and ties me to it. He goes back and slings the now unconscious Emy onto his back. He heads back towards our tent and passes by me, flashing a grin.
"No! No! You can't do this to her!" I try to wriggle free from the rope, but it's useless.
"I can and I will... I deserve her." He spits on me and walks away, taking Emy with him.