I peek from behind Thomas's shoulder at the large group B. They have their weapons brandished high, as if they are taunting us. I push my blond hair out of my brown eyes and Thomas moves himself so I'm cradled in his arms. Teresa catches the movement and a pang of jealousy has clouded in her eyes.
"Gives us Thomas!" Teresa demands and I speak up "No! You have no bloody right! Without those weapons you'd be defeated, as long as your on the winning team right Teresa?" I taunt, my shyness disapearing. "Your coming to Melissa, anyone follow we'll kill them" They then throw us into a big bag, Thomas wrapping his arm around me for more room.
"Hey we'll be okay" Thomas soothes and Teresa, I think hits us with the spear. "Love you Melissa" "Love you Tommy" I reply and I know we will survive just like our love.
