ME AND HIM ✔️

Pt.38

Nadine's POV

RUE'S HANDS TREMBLE as they sit in her lap.

She bounces her knee up and down, I catch her chewing on her nail every few minutes, but when she catches me staring, she immediately stops and looks away from me.

I pull up to the drive way and put the car in park. I take the keys out of the engine, and sit. Rue doesn't move. She stares out of window, waiting.

Waiting for what?

I look at her.

She's shaking.

"Rue." I say softly.

No answer.

"Rue, please"

She seems to zone out after something happens to her. First when I found her on the roof, and now, now.

"Rue, let's go inside, come on," I say quietly, slightly nudging her shoulder.

No answer.

"Please answer me."

No.

"Jesus- Fuck, how many times do I have to say please for you to listen." I groan. I'm tired of this bullshit. At this point, I don't care if my parents are dead, alive, submerged in wet concrete, waiting to be dried to death.
I don't care. I want to go back to New York and never return here.

"FUCK." I yell in frustration. She flinches, and turns to look at me. Her eyes are filled with tears and fear.

I didn't mean to scare her.

"Rue-" Before I can finish, she opens the car door and gets out.

If I've already blown this-

"Shi- fuck" I get out of the car and slam it shut, "Rue, wait!"

She stops just as she's about to go inside.
"Rue-" As I walk up to her, I see why she stopped.

Blood is covering the door step and is leaking onto the snow. She backs up a little, I see that she stepped in the blood, causing her high heels to make prints on the sidewalk.

Without questioning, I grab Rue, and pull her against my chest. She doesn't fight it, she's too scared.

I take my gun from the holster that was on my pants, and hold it up, pointing it in every direction.

"Nadine." Rue whispers.

"Shh."

If someone is still here, it's best not go inside, but worse to stay outside. The house we're currently staying in, is in a sort of isolated area. Meaning we don't have many neighbors, and if we do, they're a few yards away to hear us.

Rue hesitantly wraps her arms around my torso, and nuzzles her head in my chest,"I'm scared," She whispers.

"I know." I look around. Nothing. No one is here.

"I think it's safe to go inside," I pull away from her, but she immediately pulls me back.

"Please, I don't want to stay here tonight," she says softly.

I look down at her, "we don't have anywhere else to go." She looks miserable, her eyes are puffy and red from the cold, and from crying her heart out. Her dress is dirty from running through the woods, and I don't think she took her medicine today.

"Where's your medicine?" I ask.

"Shit," she looks down at her phone.
"I was supposed to take it 5 hours ago"

"Let's go get it," I say, trying to lead her to the door.

She tugs in my hand and pulls me back to her. Again.