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Planet Terror: Hell Breaks Loose
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Helena looked down at Bette again. Her breath was calmer now, and her eyes seemed clearer. Helena would have cried from relief if the situation were not as bad as it was.
They carried Bette back to the house, leaving her with Helena and a circle of guards around the entire structure. Helena had no idea where Shane or Catherine were, or if they had even made it. She also wondered about Wilson, but resolved to stay with Bette. There were still doctors alive, and two of them were checking the injured. One would be around to check on Bette later.
Helena brushed her fingers lightly across Bette’s forehead, down her cheeks, and across her bruised chest and belly. She ran her hands palm down over Bette’s arms, before leaning down to gently kiss every inch of her face.
“You’re not to leave me again, do you hear? I mean it this time.” Helena’s voice was beyond angry, beyond authoritative. It was white-hot, and Bette paid attention for once.
“Sorry baby.” Bette’s voice came out like a sob. “I couldn’t stand, thinking about it…one of those things making it through to get you…I had to go…”
“Well, goddamit, no more, understand?” Helena shushed her with one finger. “This is all so fucked. We should be traveling, but instead, we sat like motherfucking sitting ducks, and those things caught up to us.”
Bette grimaced, angry and frustrated. “What should we do? Should we keep going?”
“No…” Helena looked around, as though the inside of the house would hold answers. “Not just yet, anyway. Maybe…I’m not sure. I think we have to talk about it though. We may…”
Dylan interrupted them, running up to the door and knocking, before pushing her way in.
“Another couple of hundred…they’re coming straight for us. We have at least an hour until they get here. But we have to go now.” Helena and Bette closed their eyes, nodded in agreement. Now they knew the truth of it—they would not be able to stand still any longer, they would have to make it to the ocean somehow, and they would have to travel every single day in order to do so.
Tbc…
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Nice try, Alice, but you’re just not the leader type. Psycho Jenny terminating her creator was a neat bit of poetic justice. Planet Terror is shaping up to be a classic page-turner, and at the heart of it are two deeply sympathetic characters. Helena’s nightmare had better be displaced anxiety and not a hint of things to come!
The more you write and the more I read the more I like this cant wait for another update. thanks
This story had a little bit of everything and that’s what make it so good. Great update! And just like the infected I keep coming back for more.
Damn! That was at turns hilarious (Goddess & She, IC, Jenny), sad, and completely terrifying. This story is just bloody fantastic… you’ve always got me on the edge of my seat, you make me crow with laughter, and you’ve made me really like and care about Bette and Helena together. I don’t have enough thumbs to put up to relay how great I think this story and your writing is. Anyway, post the next soon, helebette. Thanks!
Did you see Omega Man? I frickin love this story
thanx for the fantastic update. u r doing a great job with this story. please update soon
I am officially scared – I need to go read something romantic – Ligea’s Poet springs to mind. Great update.
That Jenny is one tough critic. I wonder if she can take it as well as she can dish it out? But there must still be beauty left in this nightmarish world if she find the one for her, another label-lover.
I love it and can’t what to see what will happen next please post soon