The apocalypse, Eugene lee Yang fanfic

Eugene (surprise bitch)

I stop suddenly. What am I doing? I let go of the back of her thong, and crawl backward, towards my pack. I keep my eye on Emma, caught by the irrational fear that she might escape. I reach into my backpack, and immediately find what I'm looking for. A knife.

I know what your thinking.

You're wrong.

I make my way back to Emma and strike the back of her head with it.

See? I'm a nice guy. I'll put her back in my tent, and stay with her through the night.

An: it's possible Eugene is slightly insane

I carefully reach for the keys to the handcuffs (which I kept in my pocket just in case) and quickly uncuff her.

Being the polite guy I am, I pull her thong back up to where it should be. I go to my pack (yet again) grabbing a sweater this time. This I put on Emma's limp scantly clothed body, as carefully as humanly possible.

I then gently pick her up and carry her to my tent. I lie her down gently, and then crawl in next to her before zipping it shut.

Would it do any harm if I just held her? Probably not.

I gingerly wrap my arms around her, and begin to drift off to sleep. However, just as sleep was about to take me, Emma began to stir. In the low light I watch as her eyes begin to open slowly, and then shoot completely open. Her stirring instantly becomes full-fledged struggling as she squeals and tries to get out of my grasp. After a few seconds her squeals turn to quiet sobs.

"Shhh-shhh.... you're ok," I whisper, stroking her hair with one hand.

"You're ok."

End of chapter.

So I wanted you to see a "softer" side of Eugene here, that wasn't as harsh