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[17] Become stars?

[Trigger warning: panic attack]

1 month later....

Your POV:

Markus and I have been working with Sarah Polley for the past month on the documentary. It was much harder than it looks. We flew to Detroit and stayed there getting up at 5am on the dot and gettimg home around or sometimes 3 something.of course the androids could easily go through almost a whole day with no problem amd could easily articulate there thoughts and form them in to coherent sentences within second because they were built without flaw... me on the other hand...many takes of me fumbling over my words like an idiot. Not only was voice over for the film a problem but doing reenactments of what went down on the during the revolution.Not fun remembering what it felt like to think you might die or lose someone you love. Though it was fun having SFX make up on my body and seeing how it all worked.

After many fatiguing nights today was the world red carpet premiere. We got all dressed up again. Markus and I showered each other in compliments on the way to The Redford Theatre. But we were also in the limo with Josh,Connor,Simon and the new little couple Rafael and Vee. Everyone dressed snazzy:

You and Markus:

Rafael and Vee:

Josh, Simon and Connor(in that order):

After the drive we ended up at the red carpet. We let everyone else walk out first then Markus and I walked out last and the minute people saw they were going crazy. Paparazzi took pictures like crazy. Interviewers and "fans" were nearly falling out of the barrier just to get closer to us. Markus and I took pictures with as many as we could moving on to interviewers answering one to three questions before moving on to the next. Our process continued until the end of the line and we were in the theatre.

I let out a huge sigh. "That was...something." I say as we walk backstage.

"Was that more action than you were expecting Ms.Kamski?" Markus asked with his hand still on my lower back.

"Maybe." I say chuckle.

"How are you feeling after last night?" He asked suggestively.

"Since when did you start becoming so smug?" I questioned with a smile.

He pulled me close putting his lips close to my eat. "At the exact moment when you were squirming helplessly underneath me begging me to make you cu-"

"Markus!" I exlaimed. I pulled away blushing.

"You asked love...I just answered." He said nuzzling my neck.

"Dear god.. I've made you into a sex machine." I chuckle.

"An undoubtedly good one at that." He smirked

Soon we were in stage in front of the big screen with everyone all except Elijah who claims he's done enough and had enough human interaction for one year. So stayed home. One of the stage workers gave me a Markus and I a mic. Once people saw us they cheered and clapped. I smiled.

"Thank you all so much for coming out to support us and this film. We have been working hard the past month on this film. I would first of all most definitely like to thank Sarah Polley the woman is amazing!" I say and everyone claps. "She directed the whole thing and looked gracious doing it. We did this documentary right here in Detroit so it would only be appropriate if we premiered here right?" I say and once again the audience cheered.
"Before begin I just want I to say very quickly as I said before this documentary was not only filmed in Detroit. But Detroit lived this. I lived this. She lived this. He lived this. We did this. When people ask.. what is this...this is...not just a story. Sure it's our story but it's not a fairytale it gets bloody and gory. It's a truth that will go down in history. This documentary is about you. It's about me. This is about us. This is our story. Thank you." I say as people clap and we walk off stage to watch almost 672 hours worth of film be beautifully cut down into 2 hours worth a footage. When the film was coming to an end it was get to the part where We were in the barricade and then military were attacking. It triggered flashbacks to that very moment.

Markus nodded and stood in the middle of the barricade.
"The humans are about to launch an attack...and we will show them...that we are not afraid...If we must die today...then we will die free."

I heard something hit the ground. It was definitely a bomb of some sort. But it landed next to North.

I pushed her to the ground. "Everyone get down!!!" I yell.

The bomb exploded and the sound pierced my ears and the pain in my side worsened. A scream escaped my mouth. I looked at my side. I had definitely popped my stitches. North helped me up.

"I'm fine go help other androids!" I yell.

"You're bleeding!" She argued.

"I don't matter dammit I never did go!" I yell.

She looked at me with tears? But nodded and left. I got up and helped other androids trying to ignore the searing pain.

I use whatever I can to dodge the bullets.
But soon we find ourselves cornered. I end up back to back with Markus. I began to think about Elijah and Vee how I would miss them. How I wish right now I could tell them that I was sorry for the grief they would soon feel. How much I loved them.

Markus turned around to face me.

"This is not how I pictured dying." I said holding my side. Markus revealed his true skin on his hand before taking my free hand.

"I love you..." He said.

I gave him a small smile. "I love you too...forever and always.." I say as tears began to fall down my face.

He rested his hand on my cheek and I rested mine on top of his before we went in for a kiss. I was ready now. I was waiting for the bullets to fly. But they never came.

I look around and the army put their guns down.

Suddenly every sound around me was canceled out by a white noise. Markus was in front of me. His lips were moving but I didn't know what he was saying. But he looked worried.

Markus's POV:

(Y/n) isn't responding to anything and I don't want to draw attention to the situation but I believe she's having a panic attack. Her stress levels were constantly rising and her heart was racing. I pick her up and take her outside of nearest exit. Once I put her down she just stares at me for a second.

"(Y/n)?" I questioned. "What's wrong?"

Suddenly she broke down crying and breathing very heavily. Before she could fall to the floor I caught her and gently sat with her on the ground.

"(Y/n) look at me." I say. She looked at me still hyperventilating and trembling. "Focus on me. Inhale...hold it for three seconds then slowly exhale."  I say calmly. "Focus on my voice. Remember Christmas dinner? It was just you and I in the house. Remember when we danced?" I asked distracting her as she began to calm down. She slowly nodded."Remember when I asked you to be my girlfriend right on 12:00am Christmas Day?" I asked with a small smile. She nods slowly.

I take off my coat and wrap it around her before pulling her into my lap. While rocking gently.  She was still trembling but she was slowly calming down.

"Our stats are growing...They're at 76.3% right and are most likely to get up to 78 or maybe even 80 by time the film is released. In films tomorrow."

"Good." She said quietly with a small smile.

"I told you we could have gone home." I say in her ear.

"I'm not.gonna let trauma stop me. We're too close." She said with a somewhat trembling voice.

I kissed her forehead. "Yes we are... We should go back home. I'll notify Rafael and Connor. We don't want another attack to be triggered."

"I think it's the gun shots that triggered it."

I nodded before making a mental note.

"When I hear them all I could think about is-" she said as the tears began to flow again.

"Shhh it's OK I know." I say. I carry her down the stairs into the limo. We were driven to Kamski's place where we were staying for the last month. On the way (Y/n) had fell asleep. I let her sleep in the car while I got our bags. The limo drove us to the airport where the presidential private jet was ready to take us back to Washington DC.

Your POV:

When I woke up I was no longer in the limo as I remembered. Instead I was in bed with Markus in a room I don't recognized.

"We're on the private jet on the way home." Markus tells me.

I nod in understanding. Markus played with loose strands of my hair before kissing my forehead. "Are you okay?" He asked softly.

"Still a little tired." I admit.

"We'll be home in no time but go ahead and sleep." He said before kissing me sweetly.

Without further notice I had drifter off back to sleep.

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