determined he should go all Harry Potter all of a sudden? How come youâre acting so weird?â
Ameena bit her lip. âWhat can I say?â she muttered. âItâs been a weird day.â
Weird day? That was an understatement if ever Iâd heard one. It had been a weird month. The weirdest, worst month of my life. Possibly of anyoneâs life ever. And even that wasnât doing it justice.
âI donât know what to do,â I admitted. âEverythingâs broken. Iâve⦠Iâve ruined everything. â
Ameena rolled her eyes. âAnd I thought I was being a drama queen! You havenât ruined anything, kiddo. Your dad has. All youâve done is try to stay alive and try to protect people.â
I looked her in the eye. âThatâs not working out too well, is it?â
My lip wobbled and I looked away again. My mum: dead. My nan: dead. My mumâs cousin Marion: dead. So much for protecting people.
And then there was Joseph, the mystery man. Heâd popped up all over the place with his cryptic clues, helping me when I didnât even know it. Iâd watched him die too, right before my eyes, and I still didnât know who he was.
âWe sit tight,â Billy said. âThatâs the plan. We sit here and wait for help to arrive.â
âHelp isnât going to arrive, Billy. Grow up,â Ameena said.
âHow do you know?â
âBecause this isnât a bedtime story. Thereâs no knight in shining armour climbing up this tower. Thereâs no fairy godmother about to come swooping in. Thereâs just us.â She pointed to the boarded-up window. âAnd thereâs just them. If we want to live we have to fight. Thatâs how it is.â
Ameena turned to me. âAnd youâre the best fighter weâve got. Much as I hate to admit it.â
Billy shook his head. âYouâre not buying this, are you? You saw what was happening down there. I donât want more monsters coming through.â
âWhatâs the matter, Billy? Scared?â
âOf course Iâm scared!â Billy yelped. âIâm terrified. Iâve never been more scared in my whole life, and if he starts doing his, his thing , then itâs all just going to get worse.â
Ameena spun to face him. âYou donât get it, do you? This is it. This is the end. It canât get any worse.â
âDonât say that,â I groaned. âAs soon as anyone says âIt canât get any worse,â it always gets worse.â
âNot this time,â Ameena said, turning back to face me. âEveryone in this village has been turned into a monster, and theyâre going to spread like a virus all over the planet. Your mum is dead. Your dad is out there somewhere, waiting to unleash God knows what on the world, and weâre stuck in an attic with a screecher downstairs and Billy No-Dates for company.â
âMaybe⦠maybe someone will come,â I said weakly.
â No oneâs coming! â Ameena said. âThereâs no one to fix this but us. But you .â
âWhy are you doing this?â Billy snapped. âWhy do you keep egging him on? Itâs like you want him to break down this big barrier thing.â He looked to me. âSheâs pushing you into it.â
âDonât be stupid, Billy,â I said. âOf course she isnât.â
âHow can you be so sure?â Billy asked. âYou said yourself you donât know anything about her. How do you know sheâs not working with your dad?â
Ameena drove her elbow into Billyâs face. He staggered back, his hands over his nose, a sharp yelp of pain bursting on his lips.
â Whoa! What did you do that for?â I asked. I was used to sudden bouts of violence from Ameena, but never like that.
âYou heard him.â Ameena sounded defensive. âHe was starting to rant.