Survival of the fittest

Chapter 5: Poor Guy

Living the way we're living made me realize so many things that I should've known way before. Like in this world, aesthetics don't matter, dumb boys don't matter, popularity, or any of that vain stuff doesn't matter. Before this whole fiasco I used to worry about the slightest things. Getting Bs instead of A's, what shoes to wear, if I had worn a skirt twice a week, the usual girl problems. But never had my 8 year old self pictured my 18 year old self living out my teen years out learning how to use a gun. And now that same 18 year old self was worrying over the only boy in my life. Ron still hadn't made it back and I didn't know if I could make it without him.

"We're going out to look for Ron, connie we'll be back in a little", Chadwick said as he began walking to the doors, followed by Tyler.
"I thought you didn't want to endanger the group", I remarked
"That was at night, Connie, it's bright out right now we have to go look for Ron", he left.

{Rons Point Of View}
I managed to fall asleep in a pile of leaves I found under a couple of hidden bushes. Beginning to feel dehydrated, I dug in my backpack for some water- empty bottles everywhere. I was starving, bleeding out and weak. The wound I had on my arm from the arrow was beginning to look green. All the blood loss caused was hallucinations. I saw Chadwick and tyler yelling my name, dragging me back somewhere but I didn't know if that was them or just my life flashing before my eyes. After being pulled for several minutes, someone forcing me to stand up. Everything looked dizzy like I had been tripping acid, I passed out.

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I heard the door slam open, I quickly ran downstairs and saw Chadwick dragging Ron through the doors.
"They found him", I whispered. I rushed to him and faced a weak, passed out Ron.
"We found him in the woods, under some bushes. Poor guy was mumbling something out him dying.", Tyler informed me
"And he has a wound in his left arm, look kinda gross", Chadwick added.
"I'll take care of him" I cupped Rons face and asked Maria to hand me the first aid kit and some water. I cleaned up Rons arrowed arm pretty nicely, then bandaged it. He looked exhausted, drained of life, suffering, I couldn't bare to see him like this. I made Tyler take him to "my" room, set him down on the bed and I fell asleep next to him. Feeling like it would make him feel safer, even though I knew it was no use.

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Hey all you people, hey all you people, hey all you people won't you listen to me!! Sorry I haven't been updating as regularly as I used to, I've gotten kinda lazy lol but I'll try to update more now, hope you like this part and if you miss me give this a favorite and if you miss me too much, yell at me in the comments and tell me to get back on wattpad! Ha, until next time (which I'll try to make it quick)
-Kat