*currently re writing*
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❝ Endure and survive, right? ❞
ellie's pov;
tlou x twd
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*WARNING!! I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 14, IT HAS SPELLING ERRORS AND MISTAKES THROUGH OUT THE WHOLE THING, IM CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF FIXING IT*
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「 chapter 12 」 _______________
"Ellie..."
I mumble and stir on the ground.
"Ellie." I hear it again, it sounded a lot more familiar this time and it was coming from above me.
My eyes fly open and turn my head towards the voice to see an arm stretched out in front of me through the darkness. It looked like an infected trying to grab me.
Startled, I sit up and shuffle back against the floor until I hit the wall not far from the couch, I rub my eyes quickly before staring back at the couch.
"Ellie..." Rick's arm was reaching over towards me, he wasn't sleeping anymore. He's finally woken up.
"Ri—Rick?" I stutter in shock, he wasn't dead and he wasn't unconscious. I wasn't alone anymore.
"Ellie..." I get up quickly and go over to him, "Jesus! I thought you were... Dead or something!" I grab my water bottle from off the ground and frantically unscrew the lid, I hand it to him and he gulps nearly the whole thing down quickly.
"You scared me." I say quietly, looking down at him. For the first time in a while, I take a good look at his face. The blood had dried and he was actually sweating a little bit, unsurprisingly. One of the million wounds on his body is from infected with something by now.
"I'm sorry." His voice was low and gentle and he hands me back my nearly empty water bottle. I drop it onto the ground near my feet and stare at him.
"I thought you were gone." I slouch down to the ground beside the couch, where I was sleeping. "I'm still here." A small smile emerges through the darkness and I grin, I'm so glad he was still alive.
"Are you hungry?" I ask, ready to get up and cook a meal for him. He was knocked out for like three days without food or water, he must be starving.
"I'll eat in the morning." He assures. I nod at his response and lay back onto the ground, drifting to sleep as we speak for a another few minutes.
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When I awaken, Rick was already up. I sit up and turn to him just to make sure I wasn't actually dreaming. "Good morning." He greets with another smile. He looked much better now than in the middle of the night.
"Morning." I rub my eyes and yawn. "Do you want some breakfast? We still have a few cans of food left, how about canned peaches?" I ask, reaching out and grabbing my back to slide across the floor towards me.
