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Sydney was a little ways behind. She figured she had to look out for Steve now. It was a pain. Samantha was following them to execute Sydney for treason. Her gun was pulled and she was set on killing her own sister. Sydney practically raised Samantha and Zach. Samantha pulled the gun to Sydney's head, and Sydney got down and quickly pulled her gun on Samantha. "Family fate I guess." "I'll kill you like you killed all of them." Samantha knew Sydney had killed the rest of their family.
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#3536
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Samantha shot. Sydney's stomach was covered in blood. the bullet had barely grazed her side, but she felt over slumped in pain. Samantha, panicky, ran out of the hatch and back toward the base she stayed at. Sydney, choking on her own blood, lied face-down coughing a prayer to a God who never loved her. She prayed she could see Steve again and apologize for hurting him, and to tell him she loved him. Sydney however wasn't even strong enough to stand.
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#3539
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"No. No." Steve stood up. His tears hit her body. "No time for crying. I must save her." Steve said as he picked her up and got her up. Steve climbed up too. He dragged her body to the jeep and found the keys in her pocket. They drove off, leaving Samantha behind.
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#3553
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Steve turned around and knocked the gun out of her hand. "And what do you call yourself then? You nearly killed your sister!" Steve pushed her to the ground and retrieved the gun. "Now get ready to call me a murderer!" Steve said as he loaded the gun and aimed it at her.
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#3574
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"Steve, I wasn't killed. I wasn't emotionally scarred. I'm still the same person I was two days ago. I'm fine." Sydney lifted her shirt and looked at the gash. It may have hurt like hell, but she didn't mind. It was good to know she wasn't dead in the tunnel.
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#3592
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Sydney ate one of the plates and went to clean her plate. As she washed the plate, she put her hair up just like at home. She had a mental relaspe of her abusive father. How when she wasn't doing the dishes right he'd smack her across the face. Then almost instinctively she poured a shot of bourbon and set aside some heartburn pills out of her pocket. She normally didn't do a total mental relapse like that, but today was different.
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#3594
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Sydney went to the bathroom and poured some water over the wound. the water took out some of the stinging. She went to her room and read some medical journals. She almost could her dad say, "You not smart enough to be a doctor." A tear fell on the journal.
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