FIFTY-FIVE | SAFE HOUSE

FIFTY-FIVE | SAFE HOUSE

NATHAN

We land on the floor softly.

I thought we did, but when I tried running again, the sound of Alena's whimper stops me.

I was so caught up in making sure we escape safely that I forgot about Alena.

Turning back to her, I crouch down. “Are you hurt?" I ask her softly.

She glares at me. “I told you I couldn't jump. I clearly said that I would die if I jump, but you forced me to do so you fucking selfish bastard." She yells, groaning in pain.

I wince at her words. “You are not dead are you?"

Her eyes turn to slit, and I get scared that the fire in her eyes would burn me to death.

“I have a broken leg, a broken rib, and a headache. I can't move, which means that I will definitely be caught and maybe killed or turned into an experiment. So I am dead." She dramatically responds.

“Stop fucking exaggerating, we were not so far up for you to get injured that much," I say, rolling my eyes.

Her mouth opens, ready to retort, but a gunshot makes her stop.

Sh