I woke up on the bathroom floor as Pope started knocking a little loud. "Paige?" I groaned. Amarys. My heart ached and I wanted to cry again. "Yeah?" "You okay in there? You haven't gotten out of there since last night." "I-I'm fine." I tell him and walk out. Pope stares at me with worry. "...I..." I didn't get to finish at older brother hugged me. I don't know why I began to cry. Didn't I cry enough? "I know... I miss her too." Pope sighed before he took me downstairs. After a few minutes, I started eating. Pope sat beside me, looking at his sketchbook, occasionally looking over at me. I cough a few times. "You okay?" "Stomach hasn't been too kind lately." I sigh, wrapping my arm around my stomach. "I'm gonna go outside to check for any..." he falls silent and glances over his shoulder at the staircase. Marcus and Regan were asleep. So was Evelyn and her baby boy. He looks at me, "you know." He gets up and walks over to the door, picking up the shotgun. He and I both knew that it had bullets in it. My thoughts traveled to Amarys. Marcus walks after him. I rest my head on my arms, trying not to fall asleep as I start thinking about Amarys. I was starting to think that I was just being difficult.
