Until Dawn: Tyrants {Josh Washington}

14//last hope

^Paramore^
A/N these chapters are getting harder and harder to write woah

I don't want to wake up, knowing that the pain in my arm won't come with mercy, and the hurt in my chest will be a part of me for the rest of my days. Maybe this darkness will stay forever, and I can listen to Josh in my head and relive the happy times of my life.
Do I really want that? Do I want to live in this world behind my eyes of pitch darkness? I'll have no one, I'll be alone. I want Josh.
For some reason, I can think clearly when I'm floating here.
So, Josh pranked his friends in a desperate attempt to put his feelings to rest. I defended him and got tied up with him. Some kind of creature took us. I don't feel scared of it, but I will when I get out of my own head.
I need Josh, and he needs me. I'm not afraid of hurting anymore.
My eyes open, and immediately I feel the burning agony in my arm. The thing that dragged me just added salt to the wound.
A whimper escapes my mouth as I try to hold back a scream.
Then, I notice that the world around me is moving. The stone corridors of wherever I am are moving past me. I'm being carried.
In my vision, Josh is clutching onto me while he trudges through the darkness, and he seems to be glowing in my eyes.
"It's going to be okay," Josh whispers to me, knowing that I'm awake.
His voice still sounds completely brittle.
I'm gritting my teeth, trying not to yell out in pain, but I end up nodding to him.
"I can walk," I tell him, not wanting him to have to carry me.
"Okay," Josh's voice is really quiet. I climb out of his arms, trying to keep my deformed one still.
"What happened?" I ask quietly as we walk together through the mines.
"I-I don't know. But I think I would have lost it even more without you here," He says, taking my unharmed hand in his. "I'm glad you woke up,"
He's calmed down from how he was earlier by a long shot.
I remember the conversation in my head that he had with that man. Should I tell him? I don't even know if it was real. All I know is that he's the spark that I need to keep going. He's the hope I have, the only thing I know keeping me alive in this moment.
"Where is everybody?" I ponder, not expecting an answer.
"We need to get back to the lodge. What if they're all dead because of me?" Josh whispers.
"C'mon, I can run," I smile at him, knowing that he can't even see it in this dark.
"Josh! Alora!" I hear a yell echo through the tunnels.
"Mike...," Josh tugs at my arm to meet with the voice.
We will make it out of this, somehow. I've never been known as a positive person, but right now, bitterness will only make things worse. I've gotta let it happen, I've gotta make sure that I get out of here alive with Josh and my friends.