I fled the base, Grian chasing after we with a sword and a crossbow. My heart felt as if I was betrayed over and over again. He was a bad boy. Why has he done this to me? I don't know if I can even consider him a bad boy anymore. He's acted different after Jimmy... passed.
"Joel!" I heard Grian shout my name behind me. "This is not over!" I was scared, I felt as if it was last life again. Alone. Scared. The shouting got quiter. I hid in a cave, shaking and letting out tiny sobs.
Nobody has ever seen me like this, I dont want them to see me like this. The last time I felt like this, I lost my mind because Jimmy was the only thing I cared about, and I held his body in my arms as my entire life fell to pecies.
Grian told me to move on, but I couldn't. I really couldn't. I wanted to win the battle for him. I died a couple of times during the battle, and Grian... he had enough. He wanted me out of the base and gone. Grian wouldn't have cared if he had died after.
