Situations

-Marina's POV-
I woke up in a strange bed in a strange room. I lingered in a hazy state of not yet awake but not asleep. Suddenly a body moved next to me and I was instantly wide awake. I rolled over to see a shock of bright red hair. Oh god. A shirtless Party Poison rolled over onto his stomach, showing me his muscular back. He groaned and went back to sleep. I can't believe this is happening. How is this happening. How am I in the same bed as the leader of the rebels. I tried to get out of the bed quietly, but in my haste I forgot about my leg. I put too much weight on it and fell with a loud thump on the floor.
"What was that? Who's there?" I looked up to see him staring down at me, his red hair a mess on his head. He frowned at me and jumped out of the bed.
"Are you okay?" He wrapped his arms around my waist and helped me up. I didn't want his help but in this state I was powerless to resist.
"I'm fine." I grunted, although I was clearly not fine.
"We should change that bandage, it needs to be kept clean." He looked at me seriously. "You don't say much do you?"
"Sorry." I mumbled. He chuckled and sat me down on the bed. I watched him pull out a first aid kit and grab some bandages. "Try not to look." He told me. I turned away from my ruined leg and stared at the top of his head while he worked. His hair was definitely not naturally red. I could see the slightest traces of black under the red and bleach in his roots.
"So tell me why you're here Marina." He asked in a pleasant voice.
"I, um. I want to fight. With you guys. And be a rebel." I choked out. I sounded so stupid he's going to think I'm just a dumb girl. Instead he looked at me seriously.
"Do you know what that means? Do you really? What it actually means to be like us? It's not what you may think. It's not glamorous and it's not fun. It's hell, and I wouldn't wish this life on anyone. We don't wear costumes for the fun of it. This isn't an act. Almost everyone I've ever loved is dead or fucking brainless. Do you know what it's like to live with that? To know that all your actions are hurting the people you care about? They all trusted me to keep them safe and I couldn't. You don't understand. You can't." He was breathing hard and his hazel eyes had darkened to brown.
"I do know what it's like to lose someone." I said quietly. "I watched them murder my grandfather for aiding the rebels a couple years ago. He used to help get supplies out, and when they found out they killed him. There was no trial, no evidence to be found. They just shot him in the market one day, my sister and I saw it happen." I looked back at him, his face had softened.
"I'm sorry that happened to you, no one should have to witness that. But this is very dangerous and you shouldn't have come here. This is a dead scene and nothing but a pipe dream." He finished bandaging my leg and got up.
"As soon as you can walk we'll take you back to the city border. I trust you can find your way back home from there."
"No! I don't want to go home. I- I don't have a home to go back to. It was destroyed during a raid. The whole place was trashed. There's nothing left for me to go back to."
"You must have someone to go back to?"
"No. No one."
"What about your sister?"
"She's dead."
He looked at me sadly. "Well I guess you can stay for a while then. But don't consider yourself one of us Marina."
"Rina, call me Rina." I told him.
"Alright Rina, now get back in bed. You need the rest." He lifted me back into the bed.
"Where are you going? What am I supposed to do?" I asked him, settling in under a blanket.
"I have to go check the radio. I'll come back and check on you later, I have some old comic books you can read if you get bored." He reached under the bed and sat a cardboard box on the bed next to me. I watched him pull a plain black V-neck tee shirt on and walk out of the bedroom. Did I really sleep in the same bed with him? Was that even possible? Would it happen again tonight? I couldn't even think about that right now. I reached into the box and pulled out some comic books. They were all in pretty good condition, with some of them still in their packaging. I picked up one. Most of them were generic super hero comic books but there were several titled "The Umbrella Academy" by Gerard Way. I found the first issue and started reading.

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