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.


33. 33.

We lie there for a long while, just talking about things from life before. Not just average things, but feelings. We talk about his depression, we talk about how many boyfriends let me down, we talk about those days we felt bad, we talk about friends, we talk about our entire lives. 

"We should go." Evan says after a while. "He'll be back soon."

I nod, relieved. We're actually going to make it out without being caught. We both get up and Evan slips his hand in mine and we both give each other a look.

"Sorry." he says, suddenly dropping my hand. "I forgot."

I just tell him it's okay and we walk out into the forest, on our way back home. I kind of miss my hand being in his so I take his hand again and he gives me the weird "what are you doing" look.

I shrug. "It's nothing too serious."

He grins, looking smug. "Of course not."

I nudge him, laughing. "Shut up, you. It's not serious." 

"Oh yeah." he grins at me. "You pretty much died the first time I took my shirt off in front of you-"

"You noticed?!" I exclaim.

He chuckles. "Yeah, I noticed. I am flattered, but really, I think we should see other people."

"Other people? At this period of time?" I question playfully. "Well you can have my mom and I'll take Sam-"

"Oh shut up." he laughs and swings our arms as we walk. "Be logical. Going out with your mom would make me your stepdad so no. Sam being your boyfriend when I can't be? Well, I wouldn't be able to not hit the guy."

I glance at him sideways. The atmosphere has suddenly gotten a little bit serious. "That's a lie."

"No it's not."

"You don't seem like the jealous type." I counter.

"I don't know." he shrugs. "Think about it. I'm in love with you and I desperately want to be with you but I can't. But imagine if Sam loved you like I do. He probably wouldn't want to be with you as much as I do, yet he'd still be able to. That's not fair. And the thought of you loving him back more than you could ever love me? That kind of kills me."

"You are being so dramatic."

"I'm not!" he protests. "Not to be self centered or anything, but you love me, don't deny it just because we're supposed to be forgetting about each other, you do. Imagine some other girl just coming and taking me away from you."

"I wouldn't care." I shrug.

He stops dead and looks me in the eye, shocked. I just shrug again but I can't do it anymore and burst out laughing.

"I'm kidding!" I push him and he sighs, relieved, taking my hand again and smiling. "Your face!"

"I was offended!" he protests.


We get back to "home" I guess you could call it and walk down the stairs, still hand in hand and Jane, my mom and Sam all look at me shocked.

"Holly." they all say simaltaneously.

"I couldn't get answers." I say.

"That's fine, sweetheart." my mom breathes out, running over and hugging me. "That's so fine, I'm just glad you're okay."

She pulls back and looks from me to Evan. "So, you guys..."

"Uh, Mom." I say, giving a shake of my head telling her to stop. She gets the message that it's still not on and nods, tactfully going to sit back down.

"I'm going to go and rest." I say, realising I'm exhausted and walking over to my old bedroom.

"Me too." Evan says, sounding equally as tired. We both get to the same door and realise we've made a mistake.

"Uh." we both say at the same time.

"Uh, I'll sleep on the floor?" I suggest, awkwardly.

"No, I'll sleep on the floor." Evan says, opening the door and I go to bed and he goes to floor.


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