A Source's Existence

*IT'S ALMOST THE END!! 

I'm suddenly shaken awake by aggressive, cold hands. I open my eyes, and thrash my head to where I can find a person.

"Wake up! Wake up!" he snaps. I feel hands on the sides of my face, wake me up. I find myself staring straight up at a young boy, who looks maybe my age.

I snap myself up to sit up and back up away from him, then realizing other people are here too and surround me. My back hits the wall of this small, boxed-in room, as I stare up at everyone like a scared little bunny.

"Whoa, you're okay! It's okay..." says the boy, approaching me cautiously.

The boy has reddish brown hair, and piercings on his ears of many sorts. He wears a light blue jean jacket, black ripped jeans, and red shoes with patterned white strips. But what stands out to me most is the strips of burns in the shape of what would be a grab to his face.

He then weirdly pulls out a sassy look on his face and stands up.

"You must be Eli..." he says. I look at him confused.

"How did you know my name...?" I mutter. Once I take a good look at all them... they somehow seem so familiar. Oh my God, no way... "Wait a minute..."

I stand up. I turn to the boy.

"Are you... Jamie?" I mutter. He raises his eyebrows, looking proud.

"So she's mentioned me." Jamie says with a grin. I look at him, my eyes lighting up. Right! He's the one that was gay.

Everyone else snickers. Looking at everyone else, nothing is ringing a bell. Jamie walks over to me, grabbing my hand for a handshake. We clutch each other's hands tightly, as Jamie gives me the most bashful grin.

"I knew there was a Jamie, and a 'Grace'?" I say. A girl with short blonde hair smiles, also raising her eyebrows.

"Never knew I was worth mentioning..." she says stepping forward slightly. Jamie lets go of my hand and turns to everyone else. He points to a guy next to him in flannel, light brown hair, and shiny blue eyes. He points to a girl with curly brown hair, green eyes, and pretty beaten skin. And then points to another boy with jet black hair, dark blue eyes, and a leather jacket. "This is Tyler, Lillette, and Levin."

I nod.

"So you're friends with Sawyer..." I mutter. Jamie is about to say something, but is interrupted.

"These two are friends with Sawyer." says Lillette pointing to Grace and Jamie. Jamie gives Lillette a look and turns back to me.

"Yeah, we are. We came here because we knew Sawyer needed help." says Jamie.

"I thought you lived at a..." my voice trails off from how confused I am.

"Yes, the campus. But we found a way to escape. We tried to help Sawyer from Anthony... but we were too late..."

I shake my head, my memory starting to recall what just happened.

"So that's the father of Sawyer..." I say.

"Yes, and Anthony has her right now." says Jamie.