-- Episode 14 --

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I am keeping my promise and posting on Thursday, I know its late though. Also thank you guys so much for 800+ views, this just started and now 800+ people are reading it, and enjoying it, I dare say. Thank you guys so much, it makes my day knowing gaht you guys read this to the end while actually enjoying it! ❤️🌷
Let's start now....

+*:ꔫ:*﹤Aiden's POV

My mind was wandering alot, and I also felt like laughing but stopped it. What was this.... feeling?

Thump, thump, thump.

Ugh my chest! I immediately put my hand in jy chest and started rubbing it. Why did it hurt so much suddenly?

Thump, thump, thump

My hand! I grunted in pain, Alex saw this and raised an eyebrow.

"Are you okay...







Aiden!" Alex screamed as he helped me get up from my chair, I fell down suddenly....?

Thump, thump, thump

UGH! My leg! I grunted in pain.

"Are you okay? You're worrying me!" He said as he headed me grunt again.

What is it with this pain? It hurttttsssss. I was still smiling though, in the midst of the pain, I was smiling. Then a flash....?

Who was that....? It had long, ginger.... hair! Ashlyn? Why was she so red?!

"Ugh, shit!" I muttered as I rubbed my leg with my swelling hand. What happened to...

"Ashlyn! See ashlyn!" I said hurriedly as he looked at me with worry and confusion.

"Wha- why? I can't go in there!" He said as he looked at me then standing up grabbed the neatest med kit, "Show me where it hurts,"

The lights flickered.

"I said look for ash! We need this to stop... ugh... now!" I said my smile flickering for a moment.

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The lights..... they turned off. Was ashlyn okay?






┊˚➶ 。˚ Ashlyn's POV play romantic homicide 1 hour loop bc I think the tune fits.

I couldn't move. Nothing... My head lay limply on my shoulder and my gaze kept blurring slowly.

No! Wake up! Ashlyn! ASHLYN! I CALLED YOU TO FIGHT! NOT TO SURRENDER! ASHLYN!

I was so tired and sick of this mess. A tear fell down my cheek. Why did this happen? Why US?! this used to be my question. But now..






Now it didn't matter. Anger turned into fear into sadness and into.... nothing. Absolutely Nothing.

Three infected pinning me down. Two punching at me. And the others just trying to slice me. And the others, the others were just


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