“Eve!!!” I heard someone yell as I ran barefoot down the street. I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t be here anymore. “Stop!!!” He yelled. I heard his voice getting closer so I ran faster. They couldn’t take me back there.
My feet couldn’t keep up with my pace, making me trip and fall. I layed on the ground.
“Eve!” Strong arms picked me up and I saw him. Wyatt. He was the one who kept bringing this torture called life, back to me.
“Are you okay?” He asked picking me up.
“No! Where’s Tyler?!” I pushed him away and struggled to get free, but his grip tightened.
“Evelyn.” He said. That was the first time I’ve ever heard someone say my whole name in a long time. I froze and looked up at him. Seeing that he was also crying.
“Wyatt. Why are you crying?” I asked.
“Because I don’t want to lose you. You’re a beautiful girl. Tyler doesn’t deserve you.” He said looking at me.
“Shut up. You don’t mean that.” I said looking down. “You know I can walk.”
“Promise you’re not gonna run?” He asked.
“Do I really have to go back to the hospital?” I asked.
“Unfortunately, yes.” He said.
“Please Wyatt. Don’t make me go back.” I said crying.
“Fine. I’ll go buy you some food then we can come back.” He said and put me down.
“Thank you.” I said.
“Here, put this on.” He said taking his sweatshirt off and giving it to me.
“You don’t have to put up with me.” I said, putting it on.
“I want to.” He said. “You know, I’ve always liked your name. Evelyn.”
I giggled and for the first time in five days, I felt something other than pain.
