When We Run

Your life can change in a heartbeat.
I walked downstairs and when I came back, everyone was dead and everything was over. But I survived and I ran.


12. 12.

Holly's point of view.

"Where is it that we're going?" I ask.

We've been walking for miles now and I'm starting to get tired. I don't even know where we're going and I just want to rest, though I know we've left our little room far behind now. Also, I hate being around Evan right now. It's extremely awkward and I'm pissed off about what he did.

"We're just walking until we find a city that hasn't been blown up." Evan says.

I raise an eyebrow. "And what do we do when we get there?"

"We investigate." he continues. "See what they're up to, if they're looking for people, what's happening, if it's like this in other cities."


"Holly, shut up for a bit, will you?" he says, with mock kindness. Well here is the asshole side of him again.

"Hey, man, come on, she didn't do anything wrong." Sam reasons.

"You can shut it too, Blondie." Evan says, irritated and storms off, walking in front of us.

"Woah." Sam says. "One minute he's being kind of civil and the next, he's being a jerk again. What is with that?"

"No idea." I lie. I start to speak a little louder. "Some people are just unclear on what they want-"

"Leave it, okay Holly?" Evan says, turning around and walking towards me. "I made a mistake and I didn't fix it in the best way possible, there's no need for you to be so annoying about it. Sorry I hurt you but just let it go, okay?"

He storms off again and Sam and I just stand still for a moment, watching after him.

"What happened with you two?" he asks me.

"Nothing." I say and we start walking again.


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