(a/n: small beginning of s/a trigger warning this chapter. read at ur own risk babies ;(
angst if u squint. stream the acoustic version of war of hearts by ruelle </3
STELLA
"What the fuck was that?"
Ellie's head snapped into the direction of the sharp sound, her hand retracting from my cheek and my heart dropped in my chest, that same fear setting in. Her hands left my face faster than I could even process the gunshots. The eagerness of her touch lingered. I would've groaned aloud if it were any other circumstance. "It's just outside. We're in here, we're safe...I think?" I breathed, another loud shot and aggravated voices echoing outside the walls of the theater. Ellie fully backed away, grabbing me by the hand to help me hop down. The both of us flinched into a crouch upon hearing more gunshots and aggravated voices. "Uh, I'm not so sure about safe..."
"Fuck, who else knew you were here?" I asked hurriedly to Ellie and her eyes darted around unsurely, her face twisting into one that was completely unreadable.
"No one. Everyone went back home. It's just me."
POW. POW.
"Scars are down. Search the theater. She's in there somewhere." A muffled voice ordered from the front doors, just loud enough for us to hear and I slightly panicked, realization setting in once I heard the familiar gruff voices. She.
"Fuck. It's the WLF."
THUD. A grunt sounded as a loud crash sounded shortly after, then followed by another. They were trying to force their way in. "The fuck are they doing here?" Ellie glanced up at me with worried eyes. For a moment, I see her eyes narrow as she searched mine, almost in a way that seemed distrusting. And I felt my heart break in my chest.
"You think I lead them here?" I ask, voice breaking as well as my heart in my chest.
Ellie's silence ultimately breaks me.
"I would never do that, Ellie, Jesus Christ, I'd rather process myself through a meat grinder than ever do that! Besides, they think I'm dead because of you, remember? There's no way they know either of us are here,"
I can see how her eyes squint just barely and then her face changes. Then, she vigorously shakes her head and I see any and all signs of uncertainty leave her features. My heart swells and thinks just a little harder at the sight.
"...They found us. How did they find us?" Was Jordan with them? What did they want? How did they know?
"Shit. I went out earlier to scavenge for some more of those fucking cherries and came across some of
them. Thought I took 'em all out but the rest of them must've tracked me here. Or..not, I could be wrong. But shit, it makes sense. Fucking...fuck!" Ellie cursed loudly, hurriedly grabbing my hand and leading us upstairs, the thudding growing louder and louder with cracks following signaling the doors were moments away from giving out.
"Wait, my book!" I cried, retracting my hand from Ellie's. "Seriously? God, you fuckin' dweeb, Just leave it, we'll find you another copy," She hissed. "It's important to me, Im not gonna
leave it,"
"Hurry up!" I ignored her as I scrambled to reach my backpack and the book I was reading just earlier. I grabbed the book and my backpack and then suddenly saw Ellie's journal, absentmindedly scooping that up as well and shoving it into my bag alongside my book. She outta be glad I went back for that book, her whole life is in that journal.
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