Jet Carriers Monologue
The sound of marching boots and distance explosions fills the damp air of the overgrowth streets as I just outside with Jensen by my side. The thunder storm roars above us as it prepares to rain down upon us again, but that’s not what baffles me. There’s an extremely high pitch zipping sound in the air and it’s nothing like I’ve ever heard before. Jet carriers are the source of the strange sound as they zoom at impossible speeds above us. The carriers are a streak of black on the city and what I can make out; they’re nothing like the carriers I’m used to. Normal carriers begin to land on the roofs tops in the distance and that’s why there’s an echoing of marching boots. Order troops are being unloaded from those carriers or I guess. I can’t see
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You’re going to be this immature?”
Jensen suddenly steps in front of me, blocking me from the staircase. He looks down at me, very serious, but it’s more than that, I just don’t understand what it is. A part of me doesn’t want to understand. “I don’t like the way he looks at you.”
Disgusted, I scoff and shove pass him, deciding to help gather the supplies, but he grabs my wrist and pulls me closer.
“I don’t trust him,” he simply says.
I yank my arm away, enraged. I keep my voice low so Felix and Thorn can’t hear me. “I don’t care. I trust him and you trust me, so stop this and put your head on straight. We have to trust each other if we are going to escape this place alive. So listen to me and be nice. I personally don’t care if you, two, kill each other, just do once we’re outside this damn city!”
Jensen scowls. “Fine, but if he…”
“If he what?” I shout, a little louder than expected. “He clearly likes you more than he’s letting on,” he continues.
I sigh, trying to relax and making my voice a whisper again. I rub the bridge of my nose. I already knew that, but I play dumb and act as if I don’t. Felix is a friend, nothing more. “I know.”
“You know and you’re not going to do anything about
You’re going to be this immature?”
Jensen suddenly steps in front of me, blocking me from the staircase. He looks down at me, very serious, but it’s more than that, I just don’t understand what it is. A part of me doesn’t want to understand. “I don’t like the way he looks at you.”
Disgusted, I scoff and shove pass him, deciding to help gather the supplies, but he grabs my wrist and pulls me closer.
“I don’t trust him,” he simply says.
I yank my arm away, enraged. I keep my voice low so Felix and Thorn can’t hear me. “I don’t care. I trust him and you trust me, so stop this and put your head on straight. We have to trust each other if we are going to escape this place alive. So listen to me and be nice. I personally don’t care if you, two, kill each other, just do once we’re outside this damn city!”
Jensen scowls. “Fine, but if he…”
“If he what?” I shout, a little louder than expected. “He clearly likes you more than he’s letting on,” he continues.
I sigh, trying to relax and making my voice a whisper again. I rub the bridge of my nose. I already knew that, but I play dumb and act as if I don’t. Felix is a friend, nothing more. “I know.”
“You know and you’re not going to do anything about