MIME (book one of MIME)

Chapter Fifteen

Screaming.
Lots of screaming.
Blood.
Lots of blood.
There was debris everywhere.
It filled Cry Baby's lungs.
She coughed up everything.
She laid flat on her stomach.
Her eyes couldn't open.
Everything was bright.
She groaned in pain as she tried to move.
Her hands felt around her area.
Bricks, dust, glass shards.
She rubbed her eyes with her sleeve.
She opened them and saw every guard that was rounded against the wall lying on the floor injured and possibly dead.
Then she saw a bloody Blurryface.
His face was full of his own blood.
He laid on his back.
He didn't even try to move.

"B-Blurryf-face."
Cry Baby nudges him weakly.
His eyes were shut and they weren't opening.
She started to panic.
"Blurryface!"
She cried out.
She continued to shake his body.
Then she pressed her ear against his chest to check for a pulse.
It was there.
Bump-bump. Bump-bump. Bump-bump.
She laid herself on his chest and hugged him tightly.
Tears streamed down her face.
People moaned and groaned everywhere.
"We're under attack!"
A girl screamed with a cracky voice.
Cry Baby looked up to the girl who stood many feet away.
A gun in her hand.
Her face black from the dust and debris.
Prisoners were scattered all over the floor.
The bright orange jumpsuits could be seen running away from the prison.
They ran towards the electric fence.
It wasn't on because the power was out.

Cry Baby looked up at Blurryface's gash in his face.
Multiple glass shards were stabbed in his cheek.
"Oh God."
Cry Baby sobbed.
She touched a part of his face that didn't have blood on it.
She rubbed her thumb on his jaw.
Blurryface was unresponsive but breathing.
Cry Baby coughed up more stuff.
It was hard to breathe.
People ran away.
The guards weren't moving at all.
Walls were destroyed.
Torn down.
Cry Baby had to make a run for it.
But she had to take Blurryface with her.
Prisoners climbed over the no longer electric fence.
A wall that was right beside Cry Baby collapses and part of the ceiling comes down on top of the unconscious guards.
They were sure to be dead now.
Cry Baby gasped and aggressively grabbed Blurryface instantly.
Blurryface wakes up suddenly and looks around in fear.
His eyes widened and he groaned in pain.
"We have to get out of here, now!"
Cry Baby says.
"M-my face."
Blurryface cries.
"I know, I know. Let's go and I'll try to help you."
Cry Baby grabs ahold of his hand and starts walking quickly.
Blurryface struggles to follow behind.
The pain was too hard for him.
"I-I can't."
He mumbles.
"Yes, you can, come on!"
Cry Baby says.
They both step over a bunch of bricks.
His legs struggle to step over things.
"I— no I can't. Stop!"
Blurryface yells.
He falls onto his knees and hands and cries as he looks down at the dirty grass.
He cries and starts freaking out.
"Leave me here! To die!"
He says.
Cry Baby gets down by him.
"No! I won't leave you!"
She holds his face in her hands.
They stared into each other's eyes.
His tears touched Cry Baby's hands.
"Stay with me."
She tells him.

People start yelling.
Screaming.
Telling people to run.
The ticking of another bomb could be heard.
"Come on!"
Cry Baby instantly grabs Blurryface's hand and starts running.
They make it yards away from the prison.
Then the loudness of the bomb sounds.
More things collapse and hit the ground.
More dust.
More dead people.
More blood.
People were screaming.
Cry Baby and Blurryface's bodies get thrown forward from the force of the bomb.
They both land on their stomachs.
Pain fills their body.
Cry Baby looks back at Blurryface who has taken those glass shards out of his cheek.
The blood on him was unreal.
He really started freaking out.
He huddled his body together on his knees and put his arms over on top of his head.
He was yelling.
Yelling words Cry Baby couldn't understand.
He rocked himself as he screamed.
Cry Baby crawled over to him and grabbed his hands from his head.
She lifted his head.
Blood was still running down his face.
"Leave me alone!"
His voice was super raspy and cracky.
Cry Baby watched him, wide-eyed.
"No!"
Cry Baby digs through her coat pocket and grabs a napkin.
The one she would cry on.
She put it on Blurryface's injury.
Then their foreheads were pressed together.
They stared into each other's eyes.
Cry Baby's other hand was on his shoulder.
She tried calming him down.
Blurryface felt the comfort she was giving him.
He suddenly didn't want to her leave.
"Don't leave me alone."
He says.
"I won't."
Cry Baby tells him.