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39 - Survival

I get so attached to my characters when I write. To me, they're like real people, if you're a fellow writer, you understand that, and if you're a reader, you more than likely understand that, but I get that some people think that sounds ridiculous, and that's okay. But they momentarily become so real to me, that writing scenes like these makes me so emotional. When I write, I try my hardest to put myself in the shoes of my characters, and I try my hardest to feel the crippling pain that they feel in scenes like this. This chapter took a lot out of me, I spent hours imagining heart wrenching emotional pain, and as a writer, getting in the zone like that can sometimes really mess with you. When you close the screen and come back to reality, you sometimes find yourself wondering about the characters still. For me, it's mostly because when I write, I know that no matter what I write, someone out there has more than likely experienced something similar. And depending on what you're writing, that can be good or bad. Not sure if this makes sense to any of you guys, but if it does, I'm glad to know you find yourself just as attached to story characters as I do.

I put so much heart and soul into this chapter, that I can only hope you not only read, but feel every word the way I did, when I wrote it.

Thank you, XOXO open_heart.

-I do recommend replaying the song through the whole chapter-

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Chapter 39 - Survival

"Where the hell could they be?" Melissa griped as we all sat around the living room. It'd been well over four hours since they left and even with these weather conditions, they've should've been back by now.

Melissa was panicking more than myself, so Brett and I both played the calm, collective role.

"Calm down Melissa." Brett said as he checked his phone once more. "My reception is cutting in and out, so odds are, their's is too and that's why they haven't gotten a hold of us."

He shot me a concerned look and to his luck, Melissa missed it.

I stood up and tilted my head at Brett, signalling him to follow me to the kitchen.

Once we were well away from Melissa being able to hear us, I let myself lose it.

My eyes reddened and I gulped back tears of panic while deep breaths forged through me. All I could think is that Levi and Carson were dead in a ditch somewhere and having to hold it together for Melissa, was not helping.

I was never good at being the adult role, I was a pathetic panicky girl, that was all I knew at heart.

"Hey, it's okay." Brett wrapped his arms around me, rubbing my back gently. I felt his cheek press onto my head as he hushed me, and against my will... I felt at ease in his embrace.

Pulling away, I looked him in the eyes. "Where are they?" I sobbed. I knew he'd have no answer, but continuously asking was helping my panic.

Brett just shook is head and stared back at me. It was obvious that he was just as concerned and he soon started fidgeting.

"The sun is going down. It'll be dark in under an hour." That was my main concern. If they were stuck or even worse, hurt somewhere. It'd be incredibly difficult to find them in the dark.

"I think I'll go look for them."

"Are you insane?! Then you'll be stuck out there too!" I exclaimed.

"Didn't think you cared." It seemed like it was meant to be cocky, but at the same time, just flat out honesty.

"Now is not the time." I warned.