When all else fails.....

Kindness?

3rd Persons POV:

Nicole was sitting by the small fire with Dante at her side, whil Derek was telling campfire stories. Nicole looked over and saw Kishan next to June, who was still recovering from her sisters death, and was whittling a stick with his knife. Suddenly an arm was placed around her shoulders, and she huddled closer to Dante, accepting his warmth. 

Ethan peered out from the tree's and trudged into the camp, with his hood up, and head down.

Nicoles POV:

I saw Ethan silently look over at everyone, and when he got to Dante and I, he scoffed. Our eyes locked. His pale green orbs widened when he saw me looking at him, and started to walk faster. I got up and Dante looked at me questioningly. "I'm sorry, but I need to know whats up with my friend." And with that, I walked away.

Ethans POV:

I got settled in our tent, and lied down staring at the ceiling, ignoring the pain in my hand. I heard the tent side's flip open, and I looked up slightly and saw Nicole. "Hey," She said smiling, "Everyone's outside telling stories, and stuff.... you care to join us?"

"Not sure.... I just want to be alone. Why don't you go back with Dante." When I said his name my voice was lined with hate, and pure disgust.

"What do you have against him?" She asked, "I truly want to know why its bothering you so much. "

I sighed. "Its just.... Ive been having these dreams.." I procided to tell her the story, about the voices, and how we were to find a guy from the south, and that he would help us. "And when I didn't tell you guys... This dream, no.. Nightmare.. The feeling of being torn to shreads from the inside... being blinded, unable to hear, being bound, hearing you..... scream." I started t shake and she placed her hand on my shoulder, making me jump slightly.

"Listen... I know you don't like Dante-"

"I dispise him." I cut in.

"I know. But he is truly a great guy once you get to know him a little better. He has been telling me about his family, and how he had a friend, but she is lost. He even explained why when he came here, his attire was all dirty, and torn!" She hugged me tightly, "Just give him a chance.... Please??"

"F-fine.... only because you asked nicely... But this doesn't mean I'm going to be his friend!"

She laughed. "Fine by me, as long as you get to know him."

She walked out of the tent. I noticed that she didn't notice my bloody hands. Which os probably a good thing considering how bad they look. I scooted over towards my bad and pulled out a first-aid kit, wrapping a bandage around my hands and wrist's.

I got up and sat next to Nicole. She smiled at me and I smiled back. I saw Dante look at me slightly throught the corner of his eye, as if he were trying to tell me something telepathically. He looked away, and I looked back to Derek, who was still rambling on anout his story about how he saw bigfoot. I rolled my eyes, smiling at him.

Suddenly, I got very tired, and started to sway, mesmerized by the flame of the fire. I heard Nicole ask if I was okay, but it was very distant, and it rang through my head. I could barly sit, and all I felt was the pain of thepersons hand burrowing inside of me. Tearing my body out from the inside, and my organs being split. And the thought made me gag. Yet the pain was unbearable as I tumbled onto the ground, I saw blur of Nicole, and the others rush over to my side. But I couldn't hear them anymore, as I stopped, and my eyes widened, and I saw blood run down my face....

And I let out a ear piercing scream of agony.