"What do you want me to do? Want me to hold your hand?" He speaks with nasty sarcasm. I consider the offer and am surprised at the answer that comes out of my mouth. "Actually? Yeah." He blinks. "Seriously?" "Yes, seriously." The anger is fading from my voice. "Zach, I'm scared." He sighs, but he holds his hand out on the armrest. My tiny palm slides against his large one, his rough callouses pulling at my soft skin. My little fingers fill the slots of his big ones. "See?" He gives my hand a slight squeeze. "Nothing to worry about." His voice has become considerably gentle. "Just don't think about it." A fanfic for the 2015 movie "Jurassic World." [COMPLETED]

I purse my lips. "Maybe I don't want you to look out for me. Like I said, I don't need anyone." He lets out a laugh. It's a little jarring, how much Zombie resembles his namesake. Sunken eyes, rattling jaw, bared teeth. It's dark and twisted and genuine. Zombie, what happened to you? "You can lie to everyone, Croak. You can pretend that you're some tough little soldier who doesn't hurt and doesn't need anyone, but I know. I just saw proof that it's all a lie, that you're just as human as the rest of us. Even if you won't admit it to yourself, I know." A fanfic for the book "The 5th Wave" by Rick Yancy. [COMPLETED]

Life was never easy for me, just months before my thirteenth, I've gone through something traumatic. And now I'm sixteen with a four year old clutched to my side. I threw my four year old in front of that bus, and then myself. That's probably the best decision I have ever made. I was taken to squad fifty three with my four year old. Then I met Him, Ben Parish. #2 -> parish #7 -> robinson #8 -> benparish #24 -> infinite

❝If something chases you . . . r u n.❞ in which Rory is a Velociraptor trainer alongside her godfather, who happens to catch Zach Mitchell's eye. [Jurassic World: Zach Mitchell] [standalone] © chloe johnson 2015