I woke up on a cold floor in a black place. Where the fuck am i? I started looking around the strange place i am sitting in, i started getting up on my legs only to fall down och my ass again "Fuck!" Was all i said. Is this hell? I died right? Shit, i don't know . It can be hell, i can't move propperly and no one is around. Is being alone forever my punishment?

I snapped back to my mind when the sharp pain returned from earlier. I looked down at it, nothing serious but i probably bled to death by the looks of it. But why would a human hurt me, we are supposed to defend humanity. Not kill everyone in sight, The images of the man with snakebites flashed in my mind. His face was shocked to say the least. Maybe he did'nt mean it, but still it was god damn thoughless to just start stabbing. It wasnt like i was going full on Leroy Jenkins on the guy.

I sat there for an hour, trying to get my energy back, but as soon as i tried to balance myself it was straight down to the ground again. I swear that my butt must look like a ironing board right now. "I'm in hell and im still making jokes" I laughed out at the thought, "Maybe i should just crawl instead of standing up." I mentaly slapped myself across the face, why the hell didn't i try that earlier?
A couple minutes after i started to crawl in no specific direction i saw a lightpost that was lighting up the way to it. I mean come on this is like a moment from that cheesy movie i acted in two years ago. Ever heard of "dont walk into the light"? Yeah that quote always bugged me to but what better option did i have? I was already in hell and the pain was getting worse, so you not embrace the light?

I've been crawling for ten minutes and i'm so close, i can feel the warmth from the light . Jennifer, mother, father they are all there. All this time i thought that heaven was a old fairytale. One of those that was made up for people to stay good. I reached my hand out to my family and they tried to grab me but i slipped away from them, like something is pulling me away. Jennifer and the family were screaming at me to come back. "SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT LET ME GO YOU SPAWN OF SATAN!" Was all i managed to scream with tears streaming down my face.

I was struck with a hard impact hitting my lower abdomen and a strong light. As my eyes adjusted to the light i could se i was being carried, not being able to move only made things worse since the mans shoulder repeatedly hit my stomach making me cry. I tried making any sound possible but it was almost impossible, i managed to let out a couple of whining sounds that no one seemed to hear. The other men that was walking with him didn't seem to notice either and the man with snakebites walking at the side was looking like a train wreck. Was he feeling guilty?

"Hey Brian, can you carry her for a second? I need a break." Said the man that was carrying me. Yeah i've just been stabbed by his little friend there and that's what they say? Not something like, ohh i dont know uhh "you think she is going to be ok?" or "do you think she is awake and i am beating the crap out of her with my shoulder?" no no no no. "Shut up you lazy fuck" Went through my mind as he gave me over to this "Brian" guy, hopefully he would have a brain and not be such a idiot as the other fuck that thought carrying me on his shoulder was a good idea.

Thankfully Brian was not the stupid man i thought he was going to be and he carried me on his back letting my head rest against his shoulder and my arms was around his neck. The pain from earlier was still there but not as defined. Now it was more like a burning pain and not "holy shit i just got stabbed" pain, the four men that surrounded me and Brian was actually kinda cute. One was actually really short so i'll give him the name "short shit" Yeah, i like that. The man that was carrying me when i woke up was walking besides us now, glancing over at mine and Brians direction from time to time. Was he seriously worried about me? And how long have they been in Huntington? Have they been hiding that good that i didn't find them? The questions flew through my mind almost giving me a headache. We must have walked for a good 10 minutes and my attempts to making any kind of sign of me being awake failed everytime. My hair covered my face so no one could se my eyes that were wide open.
"Why did you stab her anyway Zacky?" The man that carried me before said to 'Zacky'
"I don't know, i just paniked Matt, What would you do? Ask her for a date?" He said sarcasticly
"Well atleast not stab her"He Let out with a sigh. "She'll be fine then she can kick your ass"
The others started laughing at Matts comment and even shortshit was laughing.
Okeeeeey, summary of the story. Shortshit has a cute laugh, Brian has a brain , Zacky stabbed me and Matt was clearly not the best person to ask to carry you.
*Sigh* "How long have we been walking?" I asked myself. It was turning dark and the guys was picking up their pace . I was getting tired and after a minute i had fallen sound asleep.

Notes

Okey, i made up my mind and i'll be posting small chapters like this.
My creativity is like brainstorming me now and i wrote so much i was confusing myself.
So im just cuttin' it up and hopefully you'll like it! :3