Coming Home

Left Behind

Sierra's POV

I don't trust Charlie Gun, but I follow him anyways because I can't help it.
He is so freaking hot. My eyes can't stay off of him.
I know he notices that Brooklyn and I keep glancing at him, but he's probably used to it.

As we keep walking, I notice that something's missing.
Then it hits me.

"OH MY GOD." I scream worriedly.

"What's wrong?" Charlie asks.

"BROOKLYN, WE LEFT MOM BEHIND."

"We what...?" She exclaimed.

I turn around about to head back and try to find her when I realize that there is literally no way that she could be alive right now.
I immediately bust into tears.

My mom is gone. The only person I could actually rely on.
I've already lost dad to a car accident, now I loose my mom the same way.
I swear, I am never driving again.
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Brooklyn's POV

I run over to Sierra. She's sobbing uncontrollably and I can't help but feel bad.
Mom and I have never had a good relationship and neither has Sierra and I, but it's still family, it hurts, a lot.

A few tears slip down my cheeks, but I quickly wipe them away.
Then Charlie comes and kneels down next to us.

"It's going to be okay." He says reassuringly.

"I know." I respond sadly.

He looks me in the eye and I see something in them that I never thought I would see in the eyes of a murderer, pity.

We stare at each other for a good minute or two and I can think is "God, he is hot."

It's like he could read my mind because he pecked my check.
I almost jumped with joy because, well because a hot guy just kissed me. Even though it was only on the cheek.

When Sierra finally stopped crying we continued on our journey to God knows where.
The whole time, I couldn't take my eyes off of Charlie, and whenever I actually did look away, he would be looking at me when I look back.
I kinda feel bad because I already have a boy-friend. I mean he's not my boyfriend, but he's more than just a friend.
He's nothing compared to Charlie though.