Revolt

6

I turn away from the others, walking swiftly. My head spins, and I can't see straight- I fall to a knee.

Everything seems fuzzy, dull....did I lose blood in the fight?
Did they kick me hard enough to cause any damage like this?

Rosie and Sam followed me, they're glaring at me again. I must be annoying......why do they bother?

Sam kneels next to me, I feel like all those windows are eyes staring at me. Yellow eyes, calm eyes....
Yellow....calm....warm....sunshine....
Wait, what's sunshine? Why do I think of sunshine when I think of yellow?

"Ow...." Why the hell do I think?!

I grumble an apology and try to stand up again, but everything hurts and I get back down. It just hurts worse- it hurts worse!

I lay down, I can't move- it hurts to breathe! I close my eyes and try not to think.

"Amelia...." "Armlr...." "Amelia...." "Armlr...." I'm whimpering....I'm helpless, why does anyone ever pay attention to me? I'm- I'm dying! I'm not worth saving, I'm just a hunk of metal at the bottom of a sinking city!
I'm just going to die anyway....I'm already dying....
"Irm-dirng......"

"Wrr-larwr-dirng," Rosie says quietly. I open my eyes- I can see him, right there beside Sam. Clara and Jessica are hiding behind their legs, terrified.

But he's right. We're all dying.