Survivor! *open*

He says the words, "what do you mean, we?", and I almost die. My heart infuriates and starts a regular beat of 35 mph, scaring me. I lose my thoughts when he says," I am not taking you with me". That means he is still going to go. I have killed numerous Peacekeepers and regular people who have pissed me off, but there is no way I am letting him go on without me.

"You MUST be extremely intoxicated, Jake. You aren't going anywhere without me. I am not letting you go alone and get killed. I am a trained killer, Jake. It is what I do when people mess with me to a certain point. You should be more worried about yourself than me! That is my final word. I am going with you, and we are leaving, now!

My body is rejecting all things and feelings right now. I feel like my body is nothing but a hollow shell. No spirit, soul, feelings, organs. Just a tree stump of a body. After I give Jake my class-room-worthy lecture, my body begins to lighten up. I regain my senses, feelings, soul, heart. I let my face spread into a sort of "I am sorry for that outburst" smile.

It's nothing personal against Jake. I love him so much. It's just, he tells me he loves me then tells me he is leaving and that I can't go. I feel like a character in a book that was published long before I was born. The only copies left are of people who's great great grandparents bought them. It is called New Moon. About a girl,( who's name just so happens to be Bella),who falls in love with a vampire boy-blah blah blah, he leaves her for her own safety-blah blah blah, they get back together, and have a baby.

I feel like that now. Only that Bella is weaker than my pinky finger. She just moped and cried like a stupid little freakin kinder-gardener, while I am going to fight for him. I WILL go, and he will like it. We have come to far, gone to far into our relationship, that we cannot stop now. I love him, and he needs to know, maybe that will keep him with me. Forever.

He gives me one more kiss, but it isn't good enough. This may be my last opportunity to kiss him, so I shove my hand in his hair and kiss him like I never have before. This is a deep, intimate, passionate kiss, that lasts for maybe around 7 minutes, but it feels like seconds to me.

I nod, trying to be proffessional now, but it is barely working. I try to get in my zone. The one I am in when people hire me to kill someone. I literally feel my blood running through my veins, my pulse vibrating, the beat of my heart, the air in my lungs, even the dust around me. But what I really feel is Jake. Jakes body heat, radiating next to me. His heart and mine, beating as one. And I know it is my job to keep both his and my heart beating.

We walk out the hotel door, shaking from nerves. I check all of our things. Weapons. Check. Food. Check. Clothes. Check. My calmness, and sanity. Not Present. I feel as if my heart is going to leap out of my chest. Then I start imagining the worst. The Peacekeepers might have laced the woods with danger, traps, animals, automatic firing guns. I will have to be extremely. careful with Jake. I know I could easily make this journey without him to protect, but I wouldn't want it that way, I want him with me.

I grab Jakes hand and he leads the ropes, all the way to a gigantic fence. This fence brings back memories of when I was younger and me and my sister were younger, and could play in the meadow near the fence. Then one day, she decided to climb the fence, and got caught up in it, and when she touched it, it electrified her to death. The fence now had a sign that read," You Are Exiting District 6. And Your Life" with a remark about Peacekeepers killing you in the woods. Ugh. This will be fun. I know we have no time to lose, so I kiss Jake one more time and look at a hole in the fence, where we will exit. This fence marks so much for me. This fence marks the end of District 6, and the beginning of our adventure.