The Strangers

Chapter 12

Luke's P.O.V

My hand was still in hers. I was afraid to let her go. I felt her strengthen her grip once more. I shot up. She slowly opened her eyes.

"Clem!"

She jumped at the sound of my voice. "Sorry. But, you're awake. You've been asleep for 3 weeks."

She looked surprised. My hand was still in hers, causing her to blush, as usual. "Sorry." I said.

She nodded.

"Where's Nick?"

Nick. I had completely forgotten about Nick. He walked out the door 3 days ago, and never came back. What if he's hurt? I went pale.

"Luke, where's Nick?" She asked again. This time, more persistent.

"I.. I don't know. When he found out you were in a coma, he.. He walked out the door and never came back inside." Clementine got up. She started running. She ran out the door. I was chasing after her.

"Nick! Nick? Where are you? Nick?" She ran all the way towards the river. Where Nick would occasionally go when he was upset. She looked around. She saw his leg behind a rock. She ran as fast as she could over there.

"Clem! Clem, stop!"

She kept running, until she reached the rock

. And there he was. Laying there. Dead.