It's been days since the apocalypse happened, I felt myself feeling worse and worse each day, I haven't felt even a little bit sane when the apocalypse happened. I decided to go into the storage closet at camp and start crying for hours but eventually Erin walked in. "Holtz, were you crying?" She asked me. I was trying to hold in the tears as I responded; "No, I wasn't crying. I'm not much of a crier". Erin looked me in the eyes, she knew something was up with me. "Jillian... don't lie to me, I can tell when you're crying". This was the first time Erin ever called me Jillian, so it must be really serious to her. "I guess I was crying a little bit...I just...miss our regular world". Erin kissed me on the forehead. "We all miss our regular earth but right now we have to get through this together if we're ever gonna see that regular world again". "Anyway on a less depressing topic, how's your eye feeling?" I asked her in order to change the topic. Erin touched her eyepatch. "It still hurts but less than it did yesterday". I hugged her. "I'm glad to hear that you're feeling at least a little bit better, babe".
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I THINK THE WORD WE'RE LOOKING FOR IS "APOCALYPSE" (Ghostbusters fanfic)
HorrorThis is an alternate version of ghostbusters where they failed to take down Rowan and the apocalypse continues to spread everywhere.