Molly By the miracle of god, I’m still holding on and somehow I’ve even managed to get a hold of the wood with my other hand but still, I know I don’t have much longer in me. This rain and wind are like something you see in a movie but I ain’t acting, this is real and I’m pretty much screwed here. I try to look over my shoulder to see the old man but unless I want to break my neck I’m not getting a look at him anytime soon. I can still hear barking though which means the dog is ok, I just pray the old guy is too. “Help! Please god, help us!” I catch his words as he continues to scream out. Considering the noise from the wind and rain his voice is loud but I don’t hold any hope that anyone will hear us. Hell I doubt anyone is even out here with this storm. I want to say I wish I hadn’t come out here but if I didn’t there wouldn’t be anyone here to help the old guy. Although I’m not much freaking help right now am I! My fingers are starting to cramp and it’s getting insanely painfu
Christian My heart is pounding and while both my lungs and legs are burning I don’t slow my pace. The bridge is a 15-minute walk from here so it shouldn’t take me long to get there if I keep going. The bridge is also in the complete opposite direction on the part of the river where Molly usually goes so how the hell has she ended up there? “Chris, what’s going on?” Jack shouts out the words in between puffed-out breaths as he appears beside me keeping up with my pace. It takes me just seconds to realize that all of my brothers are behind me but I’m not surprised, this is just how we are, we’re there for each other and always have each other's backs even if we don’t know what’s going on. “I’m not sure, I couldn’t hear Tom greatly but he was screaming for Molly to hold on.” I don’t need to say anymore, we just keep running with all we have. We make it to the river bank in just a few minutes and I swear the sight we are greeted with makes me stop breathing for a second. Molly is ha
Christian It takes us about 20 minutes to get through the forest and back to our land. We’ve all shared out carrying Geroge and it may not have been an easy job but there’s no way any of us would have left him there. “Chris, what are we going to do about Lightning?” Shit that bloody horse! “I don’t know Zack, I really don’t.” “Wait, what’s wrong with Lightning?” Molly's voice makes my heart tug, it has many times but I’ve not wanted to admit it to myself. She hasn’t been here long but I know that she has visited Lightening several times since their first meeting and she seems to like him. “We’ve put all the animals into the safe shed but we can’t move him. He’s lashing out.” We come around from the back of the house and it’s a relief to have the storm shelter in sight. “You guys get Mr. Clutterbuck to safety. I’m going to do the same with Lightning!” Molly's words have my heart pounding for all the wrong reasons. “No, you're getting into the shelter!” The words leave my mouth bef
MollyYou hear people say “I saw my life flash before my eyes” But I could never understand that saying… not until now anyway. The fear I felt while hanging on to the bridge was real and scary and for a moment, I really thought that my end had come but I pushed it aside and convinced myself that even if I did fall, I’d still survive somehow. But right now in this very moment as I watch the Tornado fastly approaching the farm I finally understand the meaning and fuck it’s terrifying.“Molly!” I snap out of my thoughts when I hear Christian’s voice. I don’t know how long he’s been calling me but I’m pretty sure that I zoned out for a moment there. Wrong time for that Molls! “Molly move!” He grabs my hand and pulls hard. “Fuck that’s coming fast! Shit… shit! The horse stable is our only hope, we’re not going to make it to the shelter.” Is he crazy?“Christian, we’ll never survive in there, You need to get back to your kids!” We’re both screaming to be heard over the wind and rain and
ChristianThis may not be the moment for this discussion, but everything inside of me burns to finally know the truth and what she’s hiding but my brain tells me to drop it for now and I have to agree. As much as I want to know the truth, I need to keep us safe right now, and to do that I need to concentrate. And don’t even get me started on her leaving once this storm is over. Are you kidding me? She’s just going to up and leave? Leave Tom? He’ll be devastated! I don’t want that for him, for either of them and if I’m being honest with myself I don’t want her to go either. I’m not sure what’s going on with me but all I know right now is that since this storm kicked in I’ve felt a lot toward Molly and I’ve admitted feelings I have for her to myself that I never wanted to feel or admit. I’m not sure what to do with how I feel, all I do know is that unless she tells me what she’s hiding I’ll have to bury them because I’m not going through another untrustful relationship again and I mos
Molly It takes several seconds to calm myself down enough to function but still, I'm shaking like a shitting dog. Hearing Tom call my name was a massive help, to know that he's ok brings me some much-needed sense of peace. He's running in our direction from the storm shelter but he's still a bit away from us screaming both mine and Christian's names. I catch movement to his left and see the Tornado still going, still tearing through everything in its path and taking no prisoners. How many lives will be destroyed because of that thing? How many people will lose their lives to it? "Don't look at it, Molls." Christian gently squeezes my waist reminding me that I'm still somewhat sitting on his lap. "It's gone, we're ok, everyone's ok." His words are gentle but firm and I try to believe in them but still, my heart aches for those that won't be as lucky as us. "Shit, sorry I'm still sitting on you like a sloth. Let me get up so you can move. I must have hurt you when I landed on you."
MollyIt doesn't take long for the house to come into view, well, what's left of it anyway. the closer we get to it the more heart-wrenching the sight becomes. The house is completely destroyed. Where there once stood a house is now a pile of jumble. The Tornado tore the whole thing apart and it's devastating to see.Loud sobs drag my attention away from the house and to the sight of John holding a crying Ruby in his arms. Her sobs are gut-wrenching to hear and clearly, it's not just me feeling that way as all of the boys suddenly start swarming around her until they are all wrapped in one massive hug. She's not my mom nor is this my home and yet I feel devastated so I can't even begin to imagine what it feels like for those guys."It's ok my darling, we will rebuild." John is so gentle and sweet with Ruby. "I dont know if I can do it again John, this is the second time that we've had our entire home destroyed since we've lived here!" Her voice is rising but it's full of pure devastat
Christian I storm through the fields and all the debris that's fallen out of the sky while cursing to myself. I keep going until I reach one of the old storm-proofed barns that we now use as a gym and don't stop until I'm inside and throwing all my anger at the old leather punch bag that's hanging down from the ceiling by a chain that's properly older than me but that thing holds well, they dont make them like that anymore. My knuckles are throbbing in just a few minutes which is my own stupid fault for not wrapping them but at this moment I dont care. "Chris." I dont stop unleashing my anger when I hear Jack's voice, I keep going while the sweat rolls down my head and body and I'm panting with every breath that I take. "Chris, talk to me brother, what's going on?" Jack soon appears at my side, a deep look of concern across his face. "I'm fine!" I grunt out the words even when they are a big fat lie and unluckily for me Jack knows me too well and the new look on his face is callin