Consequences (open)

He says we should go to his house. That he has bandages there. I only then realize my arm's so bloody and scraped.
"I'm fine," I say. "And your house probably isn't safe. He knew where my house was..."
I trail off, realizing even though some stalker knows where Kresh lives, and I don't.
He knew where I lived, though, if he found the note.
Then I realize I never told him I live alone. He must've been a little confused, but oh well, no time for explanations. This is more of a running time.
Suddenly, I reacognize a twisty tree, and I remember something.
When I was young, there was a huge weeping willow. The tree was dead, hollowed out by lightning. Next to the tree was a huge bush where I used to crawl into to reach the hollowed out center. Under the center there was a big underground room with supplies that must have been used during the war.
I had long since forgotten it, but if that tree was still there...
And then I see it.
I run faster, run around the tree to the side with the bush, yank Kresh down, and crawl in. I motion for him to follow me as I drop into the underground room, then sigh in relief as I see it's exactly the way it used to be.
Dirts walls, ceiling, and floor, with shelves packed with food, water, and knives and bow and arrows.
But best of all, is that there's one similarity that makes it special.
It's safe.

"I choose number two," I whisper. "On one condition. I go out first."
Before he can answer I have a knife in my hand and am about to go out.
I allow myself a few deep breaths, then realize I have no idea what I'm getting into.
How dangerous is this person? Who are they? What do they want?
Not to mention I have no idea how to use a knife.
I take a step back, unsure of myself.
I can't see anyone near the bushes. Could I just get out, make a run for it, and use the knife if I needed to?
Was there any other way out?
That's when it hits me.
Why would a secret room used during war only have one exit? The answer: It didn't.
I look around the room. There has to be another way out. That's when I notice it. A small latch behing a shelf. I quickly move the shelf and pull the latch. Another exit.
I drop down into a dark, damp tunnel that only goes afew yards before it comes back up.
I indicate for Kresh to follow me, and walk down the tunnel.
That's when I hear it.
A single bird call. A warning call.
And that's when it occurs to me that sneaking around in a rebellion war room is probably illegal.
To late now.
The hovercrafts are here.

"Reasonable?" I whisper. "Seriously?"
I know he'll do anything to stop me. I think about punching him in the head, knocking him out, so I can leave and he'll wake up. But if I can't knock him out, he'll pin me to the wall. And he's stronger than I am, so that's not an option.
I sigh and look down.
"One of us has to, you know," I whisper softly. "And it's not going to be you. You know that, Kresh. It's not positive that I'll die."
Yeah, right. That sounded rediculous, not to mention it's going to make him want to save me more.
If I'm going to do anything, it has to be here. It has to be now. Or he'll do it instead.
"I'm sorry, Kresh," I say quietly. "But I love you."
And then I burst through the doorway, quickly shutting it behind me so they don't see him.
I look straight up into the sky, I feel the sharp winds blowing.
I look around quickly. I'm going to die, so I want my very last memory to be of one certain thing.
I see the small pond just before I feel my body freeze.
I feel my stomache tie itself in a knot before I have a thought.
Maybe Kresh will save me.
Then I realize if he's gonna live, that's not going to happen.