Dawn Of Rebellion Collection

9. Dawn

I"m jolted from sleep when Drew shakes my shoulder.

“Hey Dawn, I think we"re landing.” Drew shakes my shoulder lightly.

After our conversation about the rebels, my walls started to crumble. Drew and I are in this together now. We both gave up everything. I don"t know his full reasons, but he"s here.

For that, I"m glad.

He gives me a warm smile. A smile that seems foreign in this place, but it puts me at ease all the same. How is this the same boy who cheated on my sister?

Everything that happened in London feels like another world. His boyfriend skills aren"t important at this time. In this place. All that matters is my sister – not her heart, but her life.

I stand up as straight as I can, which still means I"m hunched over a little bit in this tight space. “I"ve got a plan. First, though, let"s fill our bags with some of this food.”

“You got it, boss.” Drew gives me a mock salute and I can"t help the smile that comes to my lips as I roll my eyes.

I immediately go for the Jerky. I look over and see Drew going for the sweets. Laughing and shaking my head I say, “Uh…I think we should get food that will actually keep us alive, not send us into a sugar coma.” I see him put all the sweets back and then slip a couple pieces into the side pocket of his rucksack.

As soon as we feel the plane touch down, we hide and wait for the door to open. It feels like an eternity goes by before someone finally comes to unload the plane. The door creaks loudly as it opens and then a man is standing within arm"s length of our hiding place. He"s a tall, imposing figure and needs to bend almost all the way over in order to get through the door. As soon as he does, he begins looking around inspecting the boxes. His eyes sweep right past us without stopping and I inhale sharply, sure that he will see us any second now.

The colonies man steps closer into the cargo bay to count the boxes. Another man calls out to him. “Sir, you have a call on the sat phone.” He turns and exits the door without a second glance. I exhale the breath I"d been holding.

“Drew, he left the door open. We need to go now.” He goes to the open door and sticks his head out, checking to see if the coast is clear. He motions me forward and I see that there"s only one man on the runway and he"s busy pumping petrol from a truck into the plane.

I crouch by the edge of the door, watching the man, waiting for my opening. He walks behind the truck and I immediately jump out. I stumble when I hit the ground, but pop right back up. Drew is right behind me. I"ve never legged it this fast in my life. My legs throb and my chest starts to burn, but I don"t stop, I can"t.

We reach the nearest tree cover and allow ourselves to slow down. Silence follows as we listen for any sign of a pursuit. There is none.

I bend over, resting my hands on my knees, exhausted and panting.

“We made it,” I whisper to myself. Drew hears me and tries to pull me into a hug. Immediately, I stiffen and pull away. Unbothered, he releases me, still grinning like a prat.

“We can do this, Dawn.”

We move a little further into the woods to find a place to rest until the sun comes up. The darkness provides, cover, but in an unknown wilderness, we wait for morning to travel. We decide on a small clearing where we find a patch of grass to lie down on. We settle in and pull out our packs. I choose a very small nosh, just enough to hold us over because we don"t know how long this food has to last us.

Even in the night, the warm air feels good. England never gets this warm anymore and I revel in the unfamiliar sensations.

Over dinner, we get down to planning our next move. “Where do you think we are?” Drew knows more about the colonies than I do – which really isn"t hard being I know very little. I didn"t have a high ranking father to eavesdrop on.

“I think we"re in the Northern part of the colonies.” He raises his eyes to look around. “We need to head south.”

“And you know which way that is?” I ask skeptically.

“Sort of.”

“What kind of answer is that?”

“One that has to be good enough,” he answers. “The sun rises in the East, okay? I think I can figure it out from that. Plus, my father had all sorts of charts of the colonies in his office.”

“Fine,” I grumble. “You better be right. I don"t want to be lost in a foreign country.”

“How did you think you"d find your sister?” he asks.

“I didn"t really think past the getting here part.”

“Exactly,” he says smugly, throwing an arm over my shoulders. “It"s a good thing I"m here.”

I pushed his arm away. “Whatever.”

“You"ll realize it eventually.” With that, he walks off into the dark to take a piss, leaving me completely and utterly alone.