{{A/N: ROUGH DRAFT! Still under development!!}}
"Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life; define yourself." ~Harvey Fierstein
In a post-apocolyptic world, where the evil Ne...
WARNING: This is an Unedited Rough Draft!!! I originally wrote this 9+ years ago back in high school, so it won't be the best...
DON'T forget toVOTE & COMMENT please!!!!!!
*********
THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO moonforest1124because: 1: she made most of my story covers that you see on my WP stories!
2: She's my WP friend I met on here (I don't even remember HOW we met but I'm very glad I did!)
3: She's cool and I edited one of her stories last year...
4: She's a great friend and supportive.
THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!! You rock. Keep being awesome! ^_^
XOXOXOXOXOXO
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
************** MEDIA
Song to go along with the chapter: "Phoenix Hearts" ~We The Kings
**************
~ | ****** | ( R ) | ****** | ~
Chapter FOURTEEN
When I woke up, my head hurt like Hell and I was disoriented for a while. Once my vision stopped going fuzzy, I was kinda able to see a bit better.
The plane was a flaming massive wreck right in front of me; for a second there, I truly believed I was in Hell. I couldn't stop coughing from all the smoke and my whole body throbbed like I'd been run repeatedly by a semi-truck a million times over. I had to shift some of the rubble off me so I could try and stand. Thankfully, someone was right there, helping me up.
I clung to whoever it was helping me as they led me away from the crushed plane a safe distance away. I immediately collapsed like a wasted drunk to the dirt floor - not that I would know, trust me.
On a side note: I wasn't that huge into drinking alcohol; the stuff disgusted me.
Eventually my hearing gradually came back to me, and I could hear a voice calling my name frantically, but I couldn't quite comprehend who it was until she fell to her knees next to me. It was Jackie, crying into my ear as she hugged me tightly. I rather preferred it when I wasn't able to hear...
