Falling out

I woke up alone. Where was he? I immediately got up to search for him. The door were unlocked and there was a cup of warm coffee waiting for me. I picked it up. Still slightly worried. I cluelessly opened the door to see him staring into space while drinking his cup of coffee. The smoke of the coffee was creating mini clouds. I sat right next to him, right in the freezing cold.

"It's so cold out here, you sure you don't want to go back in?" I asked him.

He shook his head. I could not blame him. Sipping the hot cup of coffee, allowing the warmth to fill us inside while feeling freezing cold on the outside. It was a comforting feeling, hard to describe but everyone knew that delight of it.

We sat there for a good half-and-hour before choosing to go inside.

"Where to next?" I asked.

He was holding onto the map. He has been quite quiet. Not a single word was said since I sat next to him. I grabbed my towel and clothes while looking at him from my side view. He stayed quiet. I was confused and scared. Did something happen?

I did not bother questioning him further and got into the washroom for a quick shower. I took of my clothes for a good shower, the warm water did everything else. Stepping out of the shower, I watched as he drove. I still had no idea where we were going.

"Where is our next stop?" I asked once again, turning the heater on.

Still no answer.

"We need to stop by the river, to get water." I spoke again.

Was I talking to a brick wall? I was starting to feeling fire in me. Anger was engulfing me. What was his deal? What was wrong with him?

"Luna, I think she did that to see her Mother for the last time." He finally spoke.

I stayed quiet. There was two sides of me. One side told me to say 'damn you know how to talk?' while another side wanted me to say 'still thinking about that?'

"Where are we going?" I asked again.

"Bunker 21." He answered.

"Do you want to turn back?" I asked again.

The tension was suffocating. The weather may be cold but the tension seemed worse. I cannot describe it but it felt like I was at Antartica.

"Then why think about these?" I asked again.

He stayed quiet. Just like I thought he would. He knew that I was right. I sat right on my bed, staring out the window. The trees passing gave me a sense of comfort. The kind of comfort where you could say, 'I'm home.'

Suddenly he stopped by a river. Well, thank god. I hopped off and took out a large container. Well, three to be specific. I filled one up with the fast moving water and so did he. SIlence resonated between us, it was not comforting at all.

At that moment, we heard a car coming.

We hid inside of the bushes almost instantly.

"This is the van!" I heard Luna's voice.

My eyes widened, I turned to Edward who was equally as shocked.

"Where are they?" Jackson asked.

Panic ran through my veins, how did they get here so quick? How did they know our route? They started to yell out our name, drawing attention to them. Danger awaited them however, what could we do? At that point, it was silently decided that Edward would keep an eye on them while I make sure that we were not spotted by any other third party. He grabbed my hand and sprinted to the van, my legs tried to catch up with him. I really tried.

Instead, he carried me and ran into the van, making as little noise he could. However, they still caught us.

"Edward where are you going?" Jackson yelled.

His voice would be the best thing to catch any predator's attention. We hopped into the car and drove off. What could we do? I hated every moment of it. It was painful to leave them but i was or our safety, I lost all trust in them.

"Where did they get that car?" He asked.

I turned around, only to see a black Sport Utility Vehicle (SUV). It was probably from the bunker.

"Bunker." I told him.

I took out a gun, opened the door, held the handle and bang. There went their tire. I shot their tire to prevent from hurting them.

"Son of a gun!" I heard Sky yell.

I came back into the van, closing the door. I took 3 padlocks to lock the door up, a gut feeling told me too. I could not describe such feelings. I'm sure everyone has it right? The feeling of being able to feel that you should do something, knowing that danger is near. Something told me to lock the door. I saw no negative results from it so I did, I locked the door.

"Ironic." I said as I stared at my gun.

"Oh shit! Skinwalker!" Edward pressed the accelerator and swerved right away.

I watched as 'Luna' ran towards us. It took the shape of Luna which only meant one thing. They saw us run from each other. I picked up a gun and threw it at Edward. He caught it with one hand and the other on the wheel. Seeing that, it gave me a green light to grab another gun for my self. Skinwalkers were always solo hunters so it still gave up a sense of comfort.

That was how low our standards were, survival was so much more important now. I cannot tell you how much I missed life before the holidays.

"Left!" I yelled.

He swerved right.

It was expected, it was on purpose. The skinwalker fell right into the ocean as we hit it while it tried to turn left upon hearing my voice.

"Adios!" I smiled as I watched it fall right into the ocean. I would now be shocked if it could still be alive. At that moment, we saw a sign that as was half in the soil. It must have broke during the high tides.

"Beware of animals!" I read aloud.

Edward seemed to have seen it too. He chuckled a little.

"Animals or skinwalkers?" He smiled before it reduced to nothing.

"Oh for fuck's sake!" He yelled.

The engine level was low.

Well, shit.

He quickly pulled up and filled our tank with engine stocked up in our bathroom. I was right with him, holding onto the cap of the engine and a pistol on the other hand. Hee quickly grabbed the cap and my hand. He pulled me right into the van.

"Let's go!" He tossed the can of empty engine container to me.

I quickly kept it and stopped in my tracks. Were we not safe? Why was he so scare all of a sudden.

"Is everything okay love?" I asked him.

"One one one three seventeen!" He yelled before swerving left.

I widened my eyes 111317 meant Wen which was short for Wendigo. It was pager code. At that moment I realised something.

"Luna, Jackson, Chester and Sky are behind!" I yelled, "Their car is down!"

Edward kept silent and continued driving.

"We have to turn back! They re in danger!" I yelled again.

He did not care.

I was panicking. I blamed myself. I cannot explain my fear. I was so scared. Did I just kill them, indirectly? However, he simply did not care. I kept trying to call out his name. Time after time. However, to no avail. I stopped calling put his name after a while. I did mot want to attract any attention that would only put us in potential danger.

At that moment, i regretted everything. I placed the blame onto myself voluntarily. I did not know what to do. The tight grip guilt has on my heart was certainly not ideal. However, I was the one who agreed to leaving. If I had not agreed, I could have prevented all these chaos. Did I trusted the wrong person? Was he not to be trusted?

Was all of this set up?