ALIVE • Norman x reader (Book 2)

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•Warning: This story may not be suitable for some readers as it contains gore, depression, NSFW, suicidal thoughts, mature scenes, death, manipulation, etc. Please proceed with caution and respect me, the author, and other readers.

Within this story, I have changed major things to where I see fit that is more appropriate for the characters. The older characters are 18 yrs old•

🦋Your journey will be much lighter and easier if you don't carry your past with you.🦋

Loud pants could be heard as you ran along with the others as fast as you could, getting away from
the wall, trying to find a place that would be safe enough to take a break. It was still dark because it was early in the morning. It was getting hard for the group to maintain sticking together as many of you tripped on roots that rose from the ground, intertwining its arms around the light brown leather shoes that protected your feet from the soil and rocks beneath it.

"Guys... we made it!" Emma beamed as tears spilled from her eyes as she ran by your side, panting heavily with her arms raising up and down in the same pattern along with her legs.

You were still in shock. You couldn't process everything that just happened not too long ago. You kept asking yourself, 'how is this possible?' 'How did you manage to escape and made it off of that cliff alive?' 'Where are you going?'

'What about the others who were left behind?'

Guilt overcame you as you continued to run thinking about your younger siblings who are still stuck on the farm. You can't imagine how they're feeling right now. They probably think that you abandoned them for your selfish reasonings and they were left there to die. Of course, you and the others are going to make up a plan to rescue them, but something kept nagging you.

What if it will be too late?

'Stop,' you cursed yourself in your head. 'Don't start now, Y/n," you continued as you moved quickly through the forest, leaping through rocks and dogging the tree branches that appear from the dark.

"You have to live...

you gotta stay alive!"

Your heart was racing and beating violently against your rib cage, feeling like the organ is trying to break through the thick chambers that's made out of your bones. Your thighs were burning, it felt like you were slowly losing feeling in them. How much longer were you gonna run?

You felt like you couldn't make it too far. You needed a break, you needed some water, you needed to hydrate yourself.

"I... Guys, I don't think I can go any further," you panted as you held your head up towards the sky with closed eyes as you forced yourself to keep running, desperately trying to keep up with everyone's pace. You were out of it for a while now.

It's been a while since you were able to move like this. As soon as you discarded your cast, you had no other choice but to force yourself to get back with the program.

Instead of gradually going back into the movement you had to run head-on with full force.

"Come on! We can't stop now. Try holding it for a little longer, Y/n," Ray said as sweat trickled down his forehead, holding onto Jemima's hand as she tried to keep up with the older raven-haired male.

"Ray, I can't keep up either," The brown-skinned female whined as she tripped up over her feet.

"Okay," he mumbled when seeing that everyone was running out of breath. "Guys were taking a break," he said as they gradually slowed down their pace. It would be best to save as much energy as much as possible if there was a threat to come your way.