The Rebel

Chapter 3

Song: Counting Stars, cover by Christina Grimmie.
Word count: 1152.
I'm giving a dedication to my wattpad twin, MadisonMal.
♪ Trinity Fallen's P.O.V ♪

''Dad?" I called him, looking around. I heard quiet footsteps. I turned quickly, spotting him. I ran as quickly as a seven year old could, as I was running, I noticed two people behind him. I looked behind myself, only to find a third guy behind me. I ran as fast as I could, desperate to reach my Dad. I didn't notice they had guns. It was slow motion, I reached him too late.

I could only watch as they shot him before running off into the forest. I ran to my dad, silent tears streaming down my face. I placed my small hands on his wound, adding pressure to try to stop the bleeding. He was shot in the lungs, I noted as I applied more pressure. ''Trin," my father paused to cough up blood. ''I'm sorry.. I love you. Tell your Mom I love her, too." He struggled to whisper before he stopped breathing.

''No, no, no.. this can't be happening, it's a bad dream." I kept repeating to myself as I pinched my arm, smearing his blood on it. I heard sirens in the distance, but they were too late. My dad would not see another day. I was brought back to reality as they put his body in the body bag. They were nice enough to close his eyes first. I stayed silent through the whole thing.

The police dropped me off at my house, gazing at me with pity. I got out of the car, only to be tackled into a hug. My mom brought me to the couch, still hugging me. I started sobbing with her, tears were streaming down our faces. I didn't even notice the blood on me until Mom picked me up and brought me to the bathroom. She made a hot bubble bath, placing me into the tub after taking off my clothes.

After getting out, I changed clothes and climbed into Mom's bed, and sobbed with her. Our faces had tears streaming down them, almost like a mini waterfall. I don't know about Mom, but I cried myself to sleep in my mother's arms.

I shot out of bed, the alarm blaring. I slammed my hand onto it with unnecessary force, hurting my hand. I was all sweaty and my clothes were sticking to my skin tightly. I grabbed black jeans, white T-shirt, black hoodie and my underwear and bra. I stepped into the shower, calming my nerves. I got out after shampooing and conditioning my hair. I wrapped my towel around myself.

I put on my clothes, brushed my hair and got made a sandwich. I ate it quickly and brushed my teeth. I remembered mom is gone for work. She leaves for months at a time but leaves money. I grabbed my bag full of the completed homework. I got my keys and got in my truck. I put on the seat belt before driving off.

I parked, locked the doors and got my bag. I pulled my hoodie down farther and walked to my first class. It went by in a blur; giving the teacher the assignment. It was like that for the next few classes, too. I practically ran to music; almost crashing into people more than once. I opened the door a crack and saw Blake playing again. I didn't disturb him, I only closed my eyes and listened.

I remember the song he's singing; Whispers in the Dark by Skillet. I waited until he finished to open the door, pretending to just notice him. I stared at him, pretending to be confused. He didn't say anything and left. I chose the song, being here before the teacher. Counting Stars played by Christina Grimmie.

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‘‘Lately I've been, I've been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
Baby, I've been, I've been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars we'll be counting stars
We'll be counting stars
Yeah, yeah oh

I see this life
Like a swinging vine swing my heart across the line
In my face is flashing signs
Seek it out and ye shall find

Old, but I'm not that old
Young, but I'm not that bold
And I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told

I feel something so right
Doing the wrong thing
I feel something so wrong
Doing the right thing, yeah
I couldn't lie, couldn't lie, couldn't lie
Everything that kills me makes me feel alive

Lately I been, I been losing sleep 
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard 
Said no more counting dollars we'll be counting stars

I feel the love and I feel it burn
Down this river every turn
Hope is our four letter word
Make that money watch it burn

Old, but I'm not that old
Young, but I'm not that bold
And I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told

I feel something so wrong
Doing the right thing
I couldn't lie, couldn't lie, couldn't lie
'Cause everything that drowns me makes me wanna fly

Lately I been, I been losing sleep 
Dreaming about the things that we could be
And baby, I been, I been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars we'll be counting stars

Take that money watch it burn
Sink in the river the lessons I learned

Take that money watch it burn
Sink in the river the lessons I learned

Take that money watch it burn
Sink in the river the lessons I learned

Take that money watch it burn
Sink in the river the lessons I learned

I been, I been, I been losing sleep 
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars we'll be counting stars

Take that money watch it burn
Sink in the river the lessons I learned

Take that money watch it burn
Sink in the river the lessons I learned

Take that money watch it burn
Sink in the river the lessons I learned

Take that money watch it burn
Sink in the river the lessons I learned..’’ By time I finished, all students were in class and speechless. I grabbed my bag and grabbed my phone, putting my earbuds in. I listened to the song while getting food. I grabbed two slices of pizza, a slice of cake and a bottle of cherry coke.

I brought my food to my tree, eating as I listened to the birds. I soon finished and went back inside to throw away my trash.

I grabbed my bag and went to my truck. I drove home and did my homework. It took two hours. That's with me working quickly. I pulled my hoodie off and changed into a sweatshirt and shorts. I slowly fell into a dreamless sleep.