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“Whatever,” Sebastian says and some girl whispers something in his ear that makes them both laugh and he leaves with her.
Mia and I say our goodbyes to Theo and Liam and head out.
Mia hugs me close to herself as we find our way to the parking lot where I’ve parked my car. “I feel bad for Selena,” she says.
“Why?”
“She really likes Sebastian.”
“So?”
“So,” Mia says. “Aren’t you seeing him with all those girls? He has like a new one at every party now!”
“I know,” I say. “I can hardly believe that’s our Sebastian.”
“I know! That’s why I’m sad for Selena.”
We’re almost by our car when a man in a black hoodie approaches us. I can’t see his face, but I know there’s something wrong the minute I see him. When he raises his gun at me, the doubts become a reality. “I want everything you’ve got,” he says, and his voice comes out muffled as though something is covering his mouth. “Quick! If I see you slowing down these bullets are going right in you!”
Mia and I start handing him our belongings. “Just relax, man.” I say, handing him my wallet. “We don’t want any trouble. You can have what you want. Just don’t hurt us, okay?”
“The car keys,” he says. “Where’re the car keys?”
“In my pocket,” I say. “Can I just reach for them?”
“Okay,” he says and then yells. “Make it quick or she gets it!!”
I hurriedly fumbled around for the key fob and toss it to the guy in the hoodie. “That’s everything, man.”
The hoodie reaches for Mia and my instincts kick in and I’m about to throw him a hit when he holds up the gun. “Don’t be a hero,” he says, and I see his hand reaching for Mia’s gold necklace. He pulls it and Mia grimaces. “Relax,” he says to me. “Don’t do anything stupid.”
I say nothing. I’m having a hard enough time controlling my anger. If I start speaking my mouth might say something I’ll regret. He searches me first, to make sure I’ve given him everything which I have and then he heads to her. I have to clench my hand into a fist when he starts searching her the same way. “Your girlfriend’s gorgeous,” he says, and now his hands are doing a lot more than searching for remainder cash. “I think I want one last thing from you. Her.” And then, before his hands move, mine do, and I realize they’re not my hands anymore but fists and I knock him down and get on top of him and start hitting his face over and over and I don’t stop even when Mia starts screaming at me, not when I can hear her saying something about a knife…
Not until the damned thing slices my arm and I’m forced to get away from that bastard. I’m still standing in front of Mia protectively, in a fighting stance, my fists ready to hit but that knife—it only gives me pause for the next two seconds before I lunge at the hoodie again. But instead of trying to plunge that knife in me as I expected, the bastard heads straight for Mia and I try to knock the thing out of his hand but I fail because he’s threatening to hurt her and I watch him stab her in the ribs and make a run for it…
The Fear of Insanity
TEAGUE
I carry Mia inside the doors of the emergency room and I don’t know how I even have the strength to do all this because I’m breaking from inside. I can’t even feel anything other than fear and the tiny dread that I’m about to go insane. Somehow I make it inside those doors, and manage to get help, and when they take her away from me and I’m left without anything to do but watch helplessly as they try to help her, all those doctors and nurses and all those people, and Mia looks so fragile lying there…
Lifetimes pass before I come to my senses and a doctor comes to me and tells me that Mia’s going to be okay, and that she’s stable now. But the fear, the doubts still don’t leave. Neither does the pain. I just sit there, outside the Intensive Care and wait. I don’t even know what the hell I’m waiting for until my phone rings.
“Hello?” I say, like the zombie that I am.
“Teague?” I hear a voice that I recognize but at the same time I don’t. “Teague, it’s Ashley, did you forget me already?”
I don’t reply because I’m a zombie and zombies don’t reply to people.
“Teague, you’re scaring me,” Ashley says. “What’s wrong?”
I start to cry.
Do zombies cry?
I guess they can.
“Teague where are you?” Ashley says, worried. “I’m coming over. Just tell me your address.”
