Ariana
“My hero,” My throat was burning, but I needed Noah to know how I felt. I was too tired to ask what day it was or how long I had been gone, and I fell asleep beside him as the car drove home. It was either dusk or dawn outside. I wasn’t sure, but I was grateful that it hadn’t been the middle of the day. After the incredible darkness, I was sure my eyes wouldn’t be able to deal with bright sunlight.
In my dreams I was still in that basement, but now I also had glimpses of the abandoned house that stood above it. Noah woke me when we arrived back home and my parents rushed over to check on me. Noah didn’t put me down, and I tried to speak, but my throat was so dry that my voice was simply gone. I instantly recognized the nursing staff as they rushed out with a gurney, but Noah refus
