Without You

Chapter 30

A/N: Like my pumpkin I carved? Huh? Huh? Get it? W for Wolves? Okay, enjoy the chapter.

He chuckled at my embarrassment.

"We should get to know each other," I quickly recovered myself and he agreed.

"Alright, first question: When and where were you born?" I asked.

"I was born on October 13 in Denmark." he answered. "You?"

"I was born in Waco, Texas on February 27."

"Any favorite hobbies or movies or tv shows?" he continued.

"I like drawing and skateboarding. And my favorite show would have to be..." I took in a breath just thinking about it. Because really, there are no words on how amazing this show is. The fandom is like a family. A family on a roller costar that's on the edge of our seats just waiting for something to happen, knowing that something bad is probably going to happen. It's a thrill. It's intense. But that's what makes it so great. And my heart is all for this show. "The Walking Dead." I finally stated.

"You must've been so happy when my dad adopted you." He chuckled once more.

"Happy?" I screeched. "Happy isn't even half enough to describe how I felt. He actually wanted to adopt me. Me. Out of all the girls he could've chosen, he chose me. And the fact that he's one of my favorite people in the world, just makes it even better!" I gushed out.

"Why would he not choose you?"

"I don't know, it just all seemed so surreal and cliqué. To be adopted by a famous person and then their life gets all crazy with lots of adventures but also pain and heartbreaks." By now I was referring to myself and my life.

"So..." I trailed off, not really sure if I wanted to ask this question but I did. "After this, after you leave, will I ever see you again? What about Norman? I haven't known you for that long, but-" he caught me off by talking.

"Don't worry, I'm sure that we'll be able to see each other again. Same thing with dad. You know, even though I've haven't known you for that long, you're pretty chill," he complimented and that brought a smile to my face.

All my life, I was never one to be cool or popular (A/N: my life exactly..) And for someone to say that I was chill, felt pretty good.

We talked for a while more before it got a little dark and Norman suggested that we should all go out for pizza. We went to Rusty's and decided to eat there.

I sat next to Mingus and Christina and Norman also sat beside each other.

And you know who I saw there?

No, really guess. It's not that hard.

The one. The only. Chandler Riggs.

He was with his family and when he looked over at me, I quickly ducked my head and covered my eyes with my hands, hoping he wouldn't think I moved on too quickly and was with someone else. I held my spot there for a few seconds, thinking he would be gone by the time I removed my hands, but when I did, he was still there. His eyes staring into mine intensely, a 'wtf' look on his face, questioning me silently.

Shiiii-

"Julie?" someone asked, averting my gaze towards the person speaking.

"Sorry, what?" I asked.

"I said, isn't that Chandler over there?" Norman pointed over to him.

I looked over to where he was pointing.

Yes Norman. Yes it was.

But when we looked, Chandler had his back turned to us.

"Must be someone else," I explained, knowing that if I said yes, he would've told me to go talk to him and invite him over.

He shrugged and continued talking with Mingus. I sighed. Wow, it was tough seeing him for the first time again in a few weeks, especially when I knew things weren't going to be the same again. I slumped in my chair, wanting to go home.

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Cassidy's POV

I was running, not daring to look back, knowing that it would slow me down.

"Agh!" she tried yelling as I covered her mouth with a towel that had Ether on it. Her screams muffled through the towel, her nails trying to scratch my hands as she kicked her feet in air, eyes wide, trying to make me lose my grip on her and the towel.

All her screams, kicks, and scratching soon slowed down, stopping as the clear liquid worked its magic. I grabbed both of Lindsay's hands, dragging the unconscience security guard's body under my bed, taking her gun.

I ran out of the opened cell, running down the long hallway on the left, a neon green EXIT sign leading the way. I pushed on the door and cold wind welcomed my face, blowing my hair back. I quickly hid beneath a crate as a light beamed above me and barking came at my direction.

Shoot.

I had forgotten all about the watch dogs.

I got up from my spot and once I did, all lights were on me, with sirens going off as many security guards and their German Shepards came running, the security guard on the watch tower yelling at me to not move and to put my hands up. But I obviously wasn't going to do that.

I started running and my hands grabbed the cold metal, one foot after the other, jumping the fence.

I stopped, looking at the almost abandoned road. A car was pulled over to the side and I took this as my chance. The driver's door was slightly opened and I opened it fully, startling him. I pointed the gun at him, his hands immediately rising, eyes wide, body shaking, took his shirt and threw him out.

I quickly got in and turned the car, shutting the door, driving back to Atlanta.

I'm going to get Julie.

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And that is the end of the 4 day Without You marathon... But I'll try to update soon.

Anyway, sorry for my pumpkin paint, I wanted it to be a galaxy theme, but I failed...

Buuuut, Happy Halloween!