Campfires & Rainbows

Chapter 56

The car ride felt long, when in reality it was probably only about 20 minutes.
The ride was quiet and uncomfortable. The back of the van had no seats and the bumpy road only made things worse. My tail bone began to hurt from sitting from all the bumps.
Conveniently Tiffany started getting car sick. And began to throw up in the back of the van.
The only thing going for us was that we could over hear Page and the two men in the front seats.
"Where are we going?" one of the men asked for the 100th time.
"I SAID KEEP DRIVING."Page rose her voice.
I've never seen her like this, nor did I think she was capable of being like this. She's nothing like her normal cheerful and loving self. I feel betrayed, by the fact that I used to look up to her.
"Make a right." Page said irritably.
Three minutes passed and the car finally stopped.
"This isn't where we put the other two girls." the driver murmured.
"Obviously not." the other guy spat."We had to hide them closer to the river. If it weren't for that park ranger, we would've gotten rid of them by now."
The door flung open and standing there were two men around their late 20s.
The taller one was chubby, around 6'4" and bald. To compensate for his bald head he had a long black beard. He didn't seem to take good care of it though, it was dirty and you could tell his last meal was probably a burger from McDonald's.
The other man looked Filipino and actually kind of attractive. Compared to the bald guy at least.
His hair was slicked back into a man bun. He also had a beard but it looked well kept, along with an arm sleeve of tattoos on his scrawny little arms. He was on the shorter side about 5'4, His body language was that of a body builder's. But if we subtracted the beard he would look like a high school freshman still waiting for puberty to hit him.
"Get out." man bun ordered us.
Riley got out first eying him up and down probably measuring her chances if she could take the guy down. Ger eyes froze though, and I finally caught sight of the gun on his waist band.
"C'MON MOVE IT! I ain't got all day." Page barked.
Once all of us were out and accounted for Page pointed at an old shack with her gun. The forest had begun to take over the building. Moss had taken over the outside walls which were crumbling, the glass windows were broken,and 50% of the roof was gone, the other half had fallen in. The only thing that looked stable was the heavy set pale red door.
We hesitantly walked to the crumbling shack.
I'm scared I don't wanna go in. I don't want to die.
Tears formed in my eyes against my will. My heart was beating faster with every step I took. My breaths quickened. The gun in my waste band felt cold against my skin. My whole body shivered dispite the warm weather. My throat became dry. And I began to feel nauseous. My vision blurred out, my legs gave up. And the weight of my head pulled me down. I collapsed on the floor, still consious.

"Get up!" I heard Page command as she kicked my leg.
"I can't." I want to say but I couldn't form the words.
"GET UP!" she yelled again, this time kicking my gut.
That hurt more. A lot more. My body aloud me to curl into a tighter ball but nothing more.
"GET UP!" Page kicked my shoulder blade.
A voice in my head yelled at me,"DO SOMETHING!"
But my body refused to permit me to do anything else.
"I SAID GET UP!" she kicked my alread bruised tail bone.
I stiffled a cry, and stayed still. I don't want her kicking me there again. I kind of just want to lay here and sleep forever.
"Fine then." I heard Page say,"I guess we'll just have to get rid of you first."
I heard foot steps shuffle away it was silent for a second.
Then girls began to scream.
I opened my eyes. My vision was still a little blurry but I could tell they were right in front of the shack now. Page and the bald headed dude were holding them back. The girls were screaming at me or someone behind me. I couldn't really make out what they were saying. I could catch a few words here and there.
"STOP!" "SHUT!" "PLEASE" "DEVIN!" "UP" "GET UP!" "NO!" "HELP!" "SHUT!" "YOU'RE!" "PAGE!" "ANYTHING!" "GONNA" "GUN!" "GET!" "STOP!" "GUN!" "DON'T!" "HATE!" "NO!" "STOP!" "I'LL" "DON'T!"
"DON'T SHOOT HER!"
I processed the only sentence I could make out. They were going to kill me. And the shooter was probably behind me.
I close my eyes, and sigh deeply. Theres nothing I can do, that bullet is gonna hit me any moment now.
I'm not ready to leave. There's so much more. There always is, for everybody. We all have something to live for. ALL of us.
And if I can't live I might as well have something to die for.
Nobody wants to hurt anymore. Some just want it to all stop. Some just wanna leave. Some are sick and tired. I'm sick and tired. I'm sick and tired of not being accepted. I'm sick and tired of my family seeing me as a sin. I'm sick and tired of my family not loving me for who I am. All because a big man in the sky told them to. I'm sad that my mom chose religion over her own daughter. I'm sad that a "good" Christian organizations want to hurt the lgbtq community. I'm sad that Page would kill for money. I'm sad that people would do anything for money. I'm just sick and tired of it all. I'm sure they are too. I'm sure Page never intended to hurt me like this. I'm sure she needs the money. I forgive Page and wish the best for her. I forgive Mia, maybe she wasn't working for Page. Maybe she escaped and is going to be the hero of this story. I forgive Tiny. She'll find love, I know she will. She deserves it.I forgive Quinn. For cheating on me. I never really did until now. But now I do and I want to thank her for everything. All the laughs, the tears, and the all butterflies she put in my stomach.  I forgive my family. Simply because I love them. I forgive everyone. This is my dying wish, I want the girls to make it out of this alive, grow up and have amazing lives. And I wish for a little more love in the world.
Cheesy, I know.
But it's my wish...

I'm still not ready.