Wanted

Chapter 16

     Ella's P.O.V
     Its getting hotter outside and I have no idea what time it is. I take off my sweatshirt and tie it around my waist. Man is it hot.

     Another hour of walking and I finally find shade underneath a giant tree. It helps a bit, but I know I can't stay here without overheating. How did it come to this? Maybe I should go back. Maybe I should find Sam. I wonder what Sam is doing right now. Probably sitting back in his chair finishing his apple. I want an apple.

     Sam's P.O.V
     "Kay bud, where to?" I hear Crawford trudging along behind me.

     I'm not in the mood, Crawford. "If I knew where to go, I would've found her by now."

     "Why do you wanna find her anyways? She's a Glorian. Why you want a Glorian?"

     I don't respond. Why do I want to find her? Why do I care so much? I don't know.

     Ella's P.O.V
     I can't walk anymore. I fall to the ground and open my backpack. I grab out the last of my water and throw it on my face. I stand back up and use all of my willpower to keep moving.

     "Finally!" I spot a house and sprint towards it. I bang on the door. "Hello? Anyone home?"

     No answer. I turn the handle and walk in. It was open... weird.

     I tiptoe through the house and check every room. No one. I go to the bedroom and throw myself on the bed. What feels like seconds later, I fall asleep.

     I shoot up. I think I heard something downstairs. Oh no. I unzip my backpack and grab out the knife. I carefully walk down the stairs and stop at the bottom to see if I can hear anything else. Nothing. I hold my knife out in front of me and keep walking through the house.

     I'm terrified. Who could it be? What if it's a Guard? Or worse, Rodger? I shake these thoughts from my head and turn the corner. I immediately throw my knife at the intruder and it stabs them in the shoulder. It's the man that grabbed me from my house. His name is Crawford, I think.

     "Dude!" He looks at me gesturing to his stab wound.

     My eyes widen. I turn around and start running towards the stairs.

     "What happened to you?" I hear a familiar voice.

     I slowly make my way back to Crawford. And then I see him... Sam.

     "S.. Sam?" He turns his head to me and his jaw drops.

     "Ella!" He sprints towards me a hugs me. I flinch at first but then hug him back. "You scared me! I thought you were gone for good!"

     I pull out of the embrace and look him in the eyes. "You were looking for me?"

     "Of course I was." He smiles and puts his hand to my cheek. "You okay?"

     "Ya. Just hot." I feel a hand on my waist. When did he put his hand on my waist? I pull away and spot Crawford. "What's he doing here?" I throw a disgusted look on my face.

     "Oh. Ya." Sam also looks disgusted. "You can leave now."

     "I'm sorry I can't do that." I follow his scrawny hands as they reach for his gun. "She should have died along time ago."

     Boom!