Taylor.

Chapter 19

Princeton

I held her as close to me as I possibly could. "Shh, it's okay." I repeated. 

She looked up from my chest and gave me a sudden look of shock, almost as if she had forgotten something. "Birkhoff." She said, running past me. "Stay here with Demi and Amanda, I'll be right back."

Taylor

I ran down the dark hall, wiping my tears. I walked to the light towards the middle of it. I'm assuming that's where he is. I skid to a halt as I reached the huge door frame and nearly broke into tears; again. He looked half dead. I cover my mouth with my bloody, violently shaking hand. "Oh god..." I whisper before running up to him. "Birk. Birkhoff... A-Are you okay?" 

"Uhg..." He moaned as I lifted his head and blood dripped from his hair as sweat. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." I say rubbing his sore looking cheek. He gave me a weak smile before immediately choking and wincing. He sat up only to spit up a tooth. I shook my head, in a attempt to not stare at him, it'll only make me sadder. I lifted him over my shoulder and began to walk as the tip of his sneakers slid across the floor.

"Prince, he's okay." I say, walking back into D.H. "Well-- Not really, but he's not dead." I look at him as his eyes fluttered open, then closed. "Thank god he's not dead." I mumble. Prince walked over and took him from me, so I can rest my shoulder. "Birkhoff, Birky, hey," Prince said quietly as he tapped his cheek. "I'm so sleepy man..." Birk mumbled before dropping his head. 

Prince stared at him for a few seconds then over to Demi, looking as if he'd brake down any second. But he didn't. I turned around and looked at Demi. Sprawled out on the floor. Dead.

I swallowed hard and began to walk to her. Lifting her head when I dropped down down to one knee. "I love you." I whisper. Biting the inside of my mouth I nearly bawled again. I quickly looked away from her and got up. "Prince. We need to get out of here." I say, wiping my cheeks as silent tears ran down them. Suddenly a huge knock on the door sounded through out the room. My eyes bulked and so did Prince's. "Who's that?" He asks. I shrugged, it's not like I could look through a peep hole. I walk over to the door. "Taylor-" "It's okay. I'm pretty sure recruits and or agents wouldn't knock. It's probably someone that's hurt or something. Or a kid." 

I lift the piece of wood on the floor and propped it in between. Pushing it as hard as I could it budged and fingers seeped through the center, finishing off my job. The doors opened and quickly came in, Roc, Prod, Ray, and a girl. They panted as the doors quickly shut behind them. "We... heard... you... guys... on... the loud speaker..." Ray breathed. "Prince, geez. I haven't seen you in days!" Prod yelled, running to him, with Ray by his side. Roc stayed where he was, panting and breathing heavily against the door, and so did the girl. "God, it's great to see you guys..." Prince said as they hugged him tightly. Ray and Prod walked up to me and hugged me also. It's been a while. I actually missed them. "Taylor, meet my girlfriend, Jayda." Ray said pulling the silent girl towards me. She smiled a bit and waved 'Hi'. "... Hey." I mumble. They seemed automatically feel the eerie vibe and asked what was wrong. I stared at the both of them wanting to just hide in under a rock. "Turn around."