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reach out to heal my mother, but Tony stops my hands. I try to break free to do something, anything, to help my mother. “She’s gone,” Tony keeps whispering over and over again in my ear.
A man and woman with yellow eyes, whom I barely know, come to my father's side. They each grab one of my father's arms, lifting him up between them, and begin running towards the trees.
Lee follows them, holding my mother, and Tony whisks me into his arms. We fit perfectly through the bars and our group takes off running at full speed away from the prison walls.
I don't recall the trip back to the safe house. I find myself too drained to do anything but lie limp in Tony's arms. I can't even cry anymore. My face is tucked into his chest so he can't see me. I refuse to open my eyes or say anything even when Tony persistently asks me if I'm okay. He tries to ask me through his thoughts, so I close myself off to that ability somehow.
I feel as if I have ceased to exist. That this world has brought nothing but pain to me and at this point I'm done with it. I don't have to talk, move, or open my eyes ever again. Just like my mom... My chest aches with the thought. I hate feeling! If only I could turn it off.
I assume by the people's cries that we've arrived back at the safe house. I know that not only my mom is being brought home to rest, but several other soldiers as well. I heard the whispers as we ran. The guards had attacked a group on the other side of the prison. They barely made it out alive.
I don't want to witness any of this so I tuck my head further into Tony's chest, trying desperately to block it out. We are still outside and I can hear as the others run up to our party sobbing and calling out cries to Heaven. The wails rip and thrash at my soul like hungry hands trying to tear the last part of me down. I can't take it anymore. I tell him, “Take me inside.”
He squeezes me gently as he lets out a sigh of relief after finally hearing that I'm not comatose. “Of course.” He starts walking again; this time, thankfully, away from the crowd.
“No!!!” I hear a high-pitched cry and the sound of feet running in our direction.
“Willow!” I flinch at the sound of my name being called by Alec, and possibly Claire, from afar.
They reach us in a second. I know I need to turn around and tell my friends that I'm not dead. I can only guess that was their assumption since Tony is carrying me. I just feel like I can't face them. Like I can't open my eyes and see them, because, if I do, everything will be real. My mother's death will be real. I can't take this pain; it hurts too much.
“She's alive,” Tony says quickly as they approach.
Claire lets out a loud sob of relief.
“She's alive; she's going to be okay.” Connor comforts his girlfriend.
“Is she hurt? Tell me what happened!” Alec demands with a forceful voice.
“Physically, no... Mentally, more than we can comprehend. She just watched her mother sacrifice herself to save her.” Tony doesn't seem too thrilled by Alec's presence either.
“Alice is dead?” Claire asks bluntly.
I can feel Tony nodding his head and he pulls me closer to him. “You can comfort her,” he says to Alec. “He can help you.” With that, he gently pulls me from his chest and tries to move me into Alec's arms.
“No.” I cling to Tony's shirt.
“I don't think I'm the one she needs right now. We broke up today.” There is a slight mix of bitterness with a hint of pain in his voice.
“Oh.” Tony says. “You didn't tell me.” He says it in more of a statement than a question.
I don't answer. I just grip his shirt tighter. “Please, just take me inside.”
“She wants to go inside,” Tony tells them.
“Do you want me to come with you?” Claire asks.
“Please tell her I can't right now,” I tell Tony. I just want to curl up into a ball and let the world pass away before my eyes. I don't want conversation or comfort. I just want my mom.
“I think she just
A man and woman with yellow eyes, whom I barely know, come to my father's side. They each grab one of my father's arms, lifting him up between them, and begin running towards the trees.
Lee follows them, holding my mother, and Tony whisks me into his arms. We fit perfectly through the bars and our group takes off running at full speed away from the prison walls.
I don't recall the trip back to the safe house. I find myself too drained to do anything but lie limp in Tony's arms. I can't even cry anymore. My face is tucked into his chest so he can't see me. I refuse to open my eyes or say anything even when Tony persistently asks me if I'm okay. He tries to ask me through his thoughts, so I close myself off to that ability somehow.
I feel as if I have ceased to exist. That this world has brought nothing but pain to me and at this point I'm done with it. I don't have to talk, move, or open my eyes ever again. Just like my mom... My chest aches with the thought. I hate feeling! If only I could turn it off.
I assume by the people's cries that we've arrived back at the safe house. I know that not only my mom is being brought home to rest, but several other soldiers as well. I heard the whispers as we ran. The guards had attacked a group on the other side of the prison. They barely made it out alive.
I don't want to witness any of this so I tuck my head further into Tony's chest, trying desperately to block it out. We are still outside and I can hear as the others run up to our party sobbing and calling out cries to Heaven. The wails rip and thrash at my soul like hungry hands trying to tear the last part of me down. I can't take it anymore. I tell him, “Take me inside.”
He squeezes me gently as he lets out a sigh of relief after finally hearing that I'm not comatose. “Of course.” He starts walking again; this time, thankfully, away from the crowd.
“No!!!” I hear a high-pitched cry and the sound of feet running in our direction.
“Willow!” I flinch at the sound of my name being called by Alec, and possibly Claire, from afar.
They reach us in a second. I know I need to turn around and tell my friends that I'm not dead. I can only guess that was their assumption since Tony is carrying me. I just feel like I can't face them. Like I can't open my eyes and see them, because, if I do, everything will be real. My mother's death will be real. I can't take this pain; it hurts too much.
“She's alive,” Tony says quickly as they approach.
Claire lets out a loud sob of relief.
“She's alive; she's going to be okay.” Connor comforts his girlfriend.
“Is she hurt? Tell me what happened!” Alec demands with a forceful voice.
“Physically, no... Mentally, more than we can comprehend. She just watched her mother sacrifice herself to save her.” Tony doesn't seem too thrilled by Alec's presence either.
“Alice is dead?” Claire asks bluntly.
I can feel Tony nodding his head and he pulls me closer to him. “You can comfort her,” he says to Alec. “He can help you.” With that, he gently pulls me from his chest and tries to move me into Alec's arms.
“No.” I cling to Tony's shirt.
“I don't think I'm the one she needs right now. We broke up today.” There is a slight mix of bitterness with a hint of pain in his voice.
“Oh.” Tony says. “You didn't tell me.” He says it in more of a statement than a question.
I don't answer. I just grip his shirt tighter. “Please, just take me inside.”
“She wants to go inside,” Tony tells them.
“Do you want me to come with you?” Claire asks.
“Please tell her I can't right now,” I tell Tony. I just want to curl up into a ball and let the world pass away before my eyes. I don't want conversation or comfort. I just want my mom.
“I think she just
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