If the people from the farm showed up to avenge their deceased, everyone in the group would be dead.
A knock came at the door and she turned back. It was Holly.
“They’re just about ready,” she said.
“Oh, thank you.”
Holly stepped all the way into the room and shut the door behind her.
“I’m really sorry about earlier,” Holly said. “I didn’t mean to offend you.”
“It’s okay. You didn’t offend me,” Jessica said. “I’m sorry for what I said about you guys not knowing what it’s like out there.”
Holly nodded. “It’s just been a really tough day, you know? And I’m just really scared about Will going out there. I’m really worried he’s just going to be careless.”
“If you’re scared he’s going to do something irrational to get himself killed tonight, I’d quit worrying so much about it,” Jessica told her. “From what I see, he’s not even gonna sleep until he gets his hands on David.”
Holly took her hands up either side of her head and moved her hair back behind her ears.
“Just promise me you’ll keep a close eye on him,” Holly said.
Nodding and moving her bangs to the side, Jessica agreed. “I promise I’ll keep an eye on him.”
“Thanks,” Holly mumbled. “I really appreciate it. And when you get back, maybe we can sit down and have a cup of coffee together or something.”
“I’d like that,” Jessica replied, smiling.
There was another knock on the door, and when it opened, Marcus appeared.
“Hey, you comin’? They’re waiting on you.”
Jessica looked down at her feet, wiggling her toes and bouncing her heels a few times to continue adjusting to the broken-in shoes.
“Yeah, I’ll be right there.”
Marcus nodded and then looked to Holly. “Will wants to see you before he leaves.”
“Alright,” Holly said.
Marcus headed back down the hallway and Holly gave Jessica another smile before she turned and walked out the door.
***
Will
Will sat at the edge of his bed with his hands clasped together, staring down at the floor. His mind had been overtaken by thoughts of his dead parents and of David Ellis. In truth, he knew he wasn’t focused enough to go out on this gun run. But he didn’t care. Sitting around in the hospital only meant he would continue to think about his mother’s description of how his father had turned into an Empty, then come after her. And then he would replay that scene in his mind—of David throwing his helpless mother into that room with the beast and making him watch the fallout. Will needed a purpose to give his mind a break, and this gun run would be the perfect outlet.
A gentle knock came at the door and he looked up to see Holly entering. The overhead lights were off, the lamps above the bed giving the room its only illumination. Even through the shadows, Will could see the concern spread across Holly’s face. She stopped halfway between the bed and the door with her arms crossed. Will sat up and let his arms rest on his thighs.
Holly bowed her head to the floor and mumbled, “I don’t want you to go.”
“I know.”
“Then why are you doing this?” She looked up at him now. “Just let Gabriel or Marcus go.”
“I can’t.”
Holly scoffed. “Great, now I’m just getting two word answers out of you.”
Silence filled the room while Will collected himself. He was facing the ground again with his eyes closed when he said, “I’m too dangerous to stay here right now.”
“What do you mean?”
He looked up at her again. “I mean that, if I stay here, I could end up hurting someone.”
Her eyes went wide and she looked as if she wanted to cry.
“I feel like a caged animal in here right now. I can’t just sit in this place and do nothing. I’ll go mad.”
She moved beside him and rubbed his shoulder with her hand.
“We don’t have to sit around and do nothing, sweetie. I can cook us some supper. I make a mean microwave dinner.” This got a slight laugh out of Will, and Holly
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