The Leftist | ✅ #roughdrafts

1.4 I get it now.

What are we gonna do?

It was a spiraling question, repeating itself.

"The door won't hold.." an teen said two rows ahead of me, my mum grabbed me by the shoulders, people shoved to get even further from the washroom doors.

"Kill it!" I exclaimed, some continue to holler over one another's voice.
I've lost the conversation by half the words said.

But in the clutter of vicious people making no effort into the situation properly. My eyes came across that little girl with the mother that had blood mainly everywhere on herself. That some of the passengers avoided her.

The little girl was struggling to hold onto her mother has the mother spoke hectic in Spanish, before I knew it my foot step forward and then my Mum's hand placed onto my shoulder firmly, I turn to meet her eyes and she gave me that look.

Of desperation, creased with worry. My.. I can't believe I'm saying this but friend's utter last dying words

You're a dead man being an hero.. I get it now, no one can be hero's in this world. - Billy Lofton

The door was creaking by the bending metal hinges: soon to snap open.

I back away from mum and she bounced from her seat, I shoved through but the crowd squeezed further to the open space I've left open, that caused my mum to be blocked.

"Kevin!"

"Hey" a man says as I pushed him at that very second the hinges broke on the top of the sliding door, the suitcase slips to the side. My heart fell to the pit of my stomach

Kane Demin, and Felix Coz both stood ready at aim with the knife that were swerved with the food here.

And Kane held a washroom towel hanger, the pointed end to the door he had retrieved from one of the stalls.

I gulp and grab the girl the mum started to say yes in Spanish. And I try push through but one man pushed me down with the girl I made sure I fall without the girl being hurt.

"Are you sick!' I yell, and I grab her by the waist and the girl screamed, her eyes were behide me. I block out the noises behind me, the pounding against my chest emerged to my ears.

And I passed her to one the passengers that had their arms stretched out, everyone infront of me try shoved themselves away.

"Kevin! What the hell!" Gordon's voice was muffled by the screaming of frighten passengers

I turn to the gazes of the others infront of me, it was pure horror. The mother. Her eyes came cloudy a brief word she muttered out "Laura.." My eyes peel to the crank, it's viens pop out and glazed eyes were burning into mine with desire. Drool dripped followed by a groan.

My heart burned, one quick movement I'm attacked, the crank tug it's figures into her flesh, I gulped and quickly I grabbed the weapon from Kane whom seemed paralyzed in his spot

The crank gurgled with a weeping scream.

Eye to eye I brought the pointed end to its left eye and it ran so quickly towards the weapon in my hand, and he fell quickly. The impact had cause the pointed end to sink in its eye socket.

My arms stayed glued to the towel hanger and I crouch at the same time the crank fell with the pointed end still sticking in him. My heart still hammered, I keep in my position not daring to move, the blood seeping from the cranks head made it's way to my feet the crimson puddle had reflected me in the blood and at that I didn't recognize myself..

I tasted venom.. while I spoke "I get it now.."