Joel stumbled up to you, grabbing you from behind and wrapping his arms around you. He could feel the heat from the burning shed beside him on his skin, but didn’t care.

The wound in his stomach screamed im pain when you writhed and kicked at him, trying to break free.

“It’s me! It’s me…” He grabbed your shoulders and spun you around, making your eyes meet his “I’ve got you, baby girl, it’s me…”