Antoinette's POV
I stood in the corner I was told to. Luke a protective steel wall in front of me. I fiddled with my bullet proof vest, putting my hands in some of the pockets. The students were packed tightly, shoulders to squished shoulder. It was starting to heat up in here from all the panic in the air. The president stood in front of the door, that much I knew. No one spoke, no one moved. The cheerleaders were in the far back and every now and then there was a faint whisper.
"What do you think is happening out there?" Someone whispered.
"I sure as hell don't want to find out." Another hissed.
I laid my head against Luke's back. My back was pressed against the wall and my front pressed against his back. His back seemed a little nicer than a hard cold wall. I tried to move my torso but my shoulders were against the wall and a person. I was caged in and a part of me was starting to hyperventilate. It was starting to get claustrophobic in here. Luke turned with difficulty and folded me into his arms. He rested his head on the top of mine.
"He needs you to be fine so he can be fine." Luke whispered in my ear. Although if you thought about it that didn't make sense, but he hit the nail square on the head. I was worried about him, he was worried about me and I knew that. I had to be okay so that he could be okay. It was strange to think about, but it made perfect sense. I repeated his orders over and over again in my head, waiting for that door to open and for the worst to happen.
"Why does she get a vest?" Someone hissed.
"Ignore her." Luke hissed back. "She's just jealous because she's realized she isn't important."
After that everyone stay'd silent. The only sound in the room was heavy breathing. I reached into Luke's back pocket to get his phone. Bringing up between the crowded bodies and glancing at the time. It had been fifteen minutes since the door was closed. Time had been evil lately. What felt like hours was actually minutes. I slipped his phone back and took mine out. Plugging my earphones in and getting lost in time. My head laid against Luke's chest, I closed my eyes and relaxed.
I felt him before I heard him. Ripping me ear phones out and flinging myself at him. Chase sighed from relief and held me to him. A hand on the back of my head, the other on my lower back. He leaned back and caged my face between his hands. I closed my eyes as he looked me over to make sure I was alright. Luke stood protective besides me.
"What happened?" I whispered to him.
"It's not over yet, I came to get you."
"What do you mean it's not over?"
"I mean we have an hour before more come, we have to move out. The students can't take the bus back, they'll go a different way. I've decided that the most important thing would be to get everyone back safe, so my team and I will be with you. We have a lot to talk about once you're safe."
I nodded my head and grabbed his hand. My other hand searched for Luke, he needed to get out safely too. He grabbed mine and gave it a squeeze as Chase turned and talked to everyone.
"Everyone, you need to follow me. My team and I are going to get you all home safe and sound, but we have to move quickly and quietly. We won't be taking the bus, bus I've been informed that nothing was left on it. Now quickly lets go." Chase held his hand out, waiting for me to slip mine into his.
Luke stayed close behind us as we made out way into another building. Chase stopped the group in front of a wall. I gave him a questioning glance as he stared at it, placing his thumb to thee center of it. It popped open and revealed a staircase going down. Chase gave my hand a squeeze and led us all inside.
"Will the door close behind us?"
He nodded his head and kept his eyes ahead of us. The tunnel was small and dark, dust hanging from the ceiling. I shivered thinking about how many spiders might be above us. I could deal with bats, but spiders were a whole other story.
"How long will we walk for?" I whispered up to him.
"Seven miles."
"Seven miles." I hissed up at him. He looked down and gave me an amused look.
"What, you don't think you can handle walking seven miles by my side?"
"Well, when you put it that way." I mumbled and folded my arms over my chest. Chase stopped walking and looked down at me. He turned his head towards Jeffery and mumbled.
"Fall back."
"Yes sir." Jefferey returned and Chase and I started walking. I glanced behind us to see the group standing there and waiting.
"They'll only be a few strides behind us. It's so we can speak in a whisper and not be heard." Chase informed me. With his left hand he gave the signal for the group to continue marching forward. "I think I owe you an explanation."
An explanation about what? Why their base was attacked. Why he didn't tell me he was staying here. Why he hasn't really told me anything about what he's been up to. The list could go on.
"I never really told you who I am." My heart leaped out of my chest and burst. Never told me who he was? What the fuck does that mean. I thought he loved me. I thought he was always honest with me. I thought we loved each other!
"It's not what you're thinking so calm down, Alley Cat. I just never told you what I really do. I thought if you didn't know then you'd feel a little better when I had to go to work."
"What are you?" I whispered. I couldn't look at him because I would cave. If this was going be something I didn't like to hear then I can't look at him.
"I'm commander of my own black oops team."
"Black oops. Like go in on special missions that are too hard for anyone else, black oops? Like go in and kill terrorists that have killed hundreds of U.S citizens!"
He shook his head, amused. "Yes, baby girl. Like go in and kill the bad guys that no one else are able to."
"So why are you at this base?"
"We were coming back from a mission and we figured to just stop here. The helicopters were running low on fuel."
I think my eyes just fell out of their sockets. "Your helicopters were running out of gas! What if you hadn't gotten back into the U.S and that had happened!"
"We would of filled it." He shrugged his shoulders. Dear Jesus you've got to be shitting me. They would of filled it. Oh yeah lets just stop for some gas after killing one of your own. You won't try and shoot us or bomb us or anything. We'll be fine guys! Without realizing what I was doing, I drew my arm back and let it fly. Smacking him on the arm with the back of my hand.
He yelped and jumped away from me. "What was that for?"
"For being too strong and having good aim. Also, for knowing what the fuck to do when sane people are flipping shit with their heads up their asses."
"So basically for being me?"
"For being motherfucking black oops, Chase Teller."
"Still love me?" He smirked. I rolled my eyes knowing that he couldn't see me. Although knowing him, maybe he could.
"Of course I still love you, you ass." He threw his head back and let out a heart laugh that had me squirming. Wow, I've missed him a lot. He tucked me under his arm and stopped us from walking any further. We fell back with the group and then continued.
By the time we hit six miles the girls were complaining about their feet hurting. "One more mile, ladies." Chase spoke loud and clear to everyone. I heard groans of protest from most people. A few minutes paced in silence before we heard a loud bang from behind us.
Then a high pitched yelp that came from the head cheerleader. When the group cleared a path, she was sitting with her hands up and her face scrunched up. "God, watch it dumb ass." On the ground next to her was a shorter girl. Her red hair was flared around her face as she laid on the floor. Chase crouched down next to the two. The slut shoving her breasts in his face as he tried to examine the red head.
"She has diabetes, she needs to eat something." Her friend stepped to the front of the crowd.
"Jeff." Chase held his hand out behind him. Two snack bars were placed in it. Chase scooped the girl into his arms bridal style. Taking her hand, he placed the bars in it and allowed her to open it. She was too weak so I stepped in and ripped off the packaging.
Slut bags was still on the floor. She cleared her throat and flashed Chase a smile. One of her hands were extended for him to help her up. "I think you can handle standing." He grumbled and began walking again. "Forward, ladies." With a gasp from the chick, she rose to her feet and brushed herself off. I walked besides Chase as he carried the girl the rest of the way. She slowly ate both the bars that she was given, whispering a thank you to the both of us. "Don't worry about it."
When we got to what I believed was the end, Chase set her back on her feet and steadied her. He pushed the door open without having to do anything and we can out at another base. From there we were instructed to pile onto Peter Pan buses that were there waiting for us. The sun was low in the sky and when I looked at my phone it was four in the afternoon.
I was beginning to walk onto the bus when Chase grabbed my arm.
"Stay."
One word, one syllable, so many meanings. He needed something from me. He couldn't say good-bye to me yet. He had to tell me something more. He wanted to get lost with me. So many possibilities in that one simple word. So many different signals as I stepped off the bus and followed him to a car.
Boring chapter I know, it's a filler.
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