Sadness, sadness overcomes me and I gasp. My eyes open to pure darkness. Am I dead? I better be. I blink and feel pain; I guess I'm not dead then. I sit up pressing a hand to my head. All my bones are screaming and I can't seem to find the problem. I feel around in the darkness and I wince when I touch something warm. I jerk my hand back and I hear movement in front of me. Arms wrap around me and a rough hand covers my mouth.
"So, you're awake." I hear the boy say. My heart beats faster and panic spreads through my veins. His breath hits my face as he speaks, the warmness sending tingles through me. I shift so I sit on my knees, his arms still keeping me from moving a lot.
"Where are we?" I manage to say as he removes his hand from my mouth, but still gripping me.
"Well, after you wanted me to kill you I knocked you out and ran from the soldiers. Let's just say I couldn't get that far before having to throw us in an abandoned train car." He says.
"Why didn't you kill me?" I ask softly. His arms loosen for a second. There's a comfortable silence, just the sound of our breathing.
"I couldn't. Me killing you wouldn't help anything. Giving up is not an option." He says this with a sort of caring tone. I let out a soft breath and shift to face away from the boy. He lets his grip entirely off of me and I feel tears go down my cheeks.
"So what now? We just hide here forever until one of us kills each other for food?" I ask plainly. I hear him let out a low chuckle and a long breath.
"No. Soldiers are searching for us all over the place, sooner or later they're going to search this abandoned train. We have to keep moving." I make a disgusted face even though he can't see me.
"What makes you think I want to come with you?" I ask, letting abhorrence drip into my tone.
"Because, you wanted me to kill you. I think a person who's loyal to the Nation wouldn't want to leave luxury. You're resisting, just like me. There's no turning back now, you're too far gone." He drops his voice down to a whisper. The realization hits me and I cover my mouth with my own hand.
"My parents." I say suddenly. I can feel his eyes on me, those piercing blue eyes. "They're gone. I've been gone for long time." I whisper. I feel him come and sit beside me, his warmth tickling my skin.
"We should get going, it's dark outside. It's best we keep to the shadows, we'll get farther that way." He says, tugging at my arm and squeaking open the door to the train car. Rust sprays out in a fine red mist, making me cough and wave my hand in front of my face. Moonlight spills into the small space and the boy's hair sparkles with a golden light. I take a closer look at him; sharp cheekbones with a face structure carved by angels. He looks about my age, just saying. I can see the form of his muscles and well-built hands. His eyes hypnotize me as he darts the blue daggers back and forth.
"Alright, it's clear let's go!" He says. I hop to my feet and jump from the car. I land on a pile of rocks and look up to the tall skyscrapers cutting into the night sky like glass knives. I look over at the boy who's staring at me with an amusement.
"I'm sorry, what's your name?" I ask. He gives me a small smile, but quickly hides it.
"It doesn't matter." Is all he says.
Yea, so sorry this one's so short! I also didn't put an author's note on the first one, but this my first story's second chapter so YEAH! Hope you like it!Should I do more?
