Conner laughed, "What?" he asked innocently. They reached a dead end in an alleyway. Conner was just going to turn around and walk back, but instead, he turned to face Fiona, his eyes scanning her face. He was pumped up on adrenaline, or he wouldn't even be considering this. His hands both came up to gently caress her face, his thumbs stroking her cheeks lightly. He hesitated only for a moment, then leaned in and kissed her
RREEEEEEEEEEE//
Fiona gasped lightly before setting her hands on his shoulders and kissing him back. She went onto her toes and smiled.
Conner smiled, tipping his head to the side and moving his hands down to her waist, pulling her close to him
(uggggggg my poor heartttt)
Fiona smiled happily into his lips and kissed him harder, wrapping her arms around him in a hug.
(Thanks for killing me Grace.)
(XD Y'all are my moood)
Conner, cursing the need to breathe, Conner pulled away slightly, their faces still only inches away. He smiled, momentarily speechless
Fiona grinned and looked into Conners eyes "That was nice," She said softly.
Conner chuckled, "That's, I think, the biggest understatement I've ever heard," he said with a smile, sliding their hands together and chuckled
Fiona shrugged and smiled "I mean, possibly." She looked around and sighed "We should probably get back. The others are probably looking for us."
Conner nodded, "Yeah, probably," he said, pecking her lips one last time before beginning to walk back, their hands still laced together.
She started humming lightly again as they walked back, squeezing Conner's hand lightly and watching the surroundings carefully.
Conner walked with her until they got back. He stole one last kiss before walking inside and over to Clovis, "How are you feeling?" he asked, "Any pain? I can get you painkillers if needed,"
Claire glanced over when Conner walked in, and she glanced at his back pocket– no gun. But she realized that she didn't really want to die afterall…..
Clovis eyes Conner suspiciously.
"Where's Molly?"
Conner blinked, "She didn't come with us," he said,
Molly had watched the couple walk by, glaring angrily at Fiona.
I bet they kissed. She thought.
Ugh. Out of all the people! Fiona, I thought you had some sense.
Fiona and Conner were already back to the building probably.
Molly stood, dusting herself off and walking around the town. She hugs herself, shivers going up her bare arms.
Clovis glares at the boy and stands.
"Yes. I watched her walk out behind you." he looks to Fiona, confusion mixing with his glare.
Fiona looked around the room in disbelief "I thought she came back here…I'll go look for her." She said quickly, glancing at Conner and then around the room "I'll be right back, y'all stay here." She ran out of the hospital and back outside, looking around carefully for Molly.
Molly stands at the edge of town. She hugs her bare arms, rubbing her hands up and down them, and stares off into the woods.
I want to be free. But I can't leave them. They're all so stupid.
Her wispy, dark red hair flutters around her face in the cold wind.
(In case you guys didn't get it, Molly is wearing a tank top and mid-thigh shorts. She's got on hot pink sneakers too.)
Clovis doesn't hesitate to follow Fiona outside.
Blast it, it's getting dark!
"Molly!" Fiona shouted "Where are you!" she looked around and shook her head, jogging a few blocks away from the hospital and trying again "Molly!!"
Molly hears the yells and sighs inwardly.
Idiots. Like I'm dumb enough to get myself killed out here. She stays put, sitting and pulling her knees to her chest.
I hate people. Leave me alone.
Clovis' heart starts to pound, anxiety rising within him. He remembers the time he left her alone. The people who took her. He tightly shuts his eyes.
Stop it, Clovis! She'll be alright!
He turns a corner to see her, all alone and cold. Instead of walking towards her, he slowly melts to his knees and grips his chest, putting one hand on the ground to steady him.
She's ok. She's okay…
"MOLLY!" Fiona yelled again "Are you alive!?" she looked around frantically, knowing that Molly could have easily been killed.
(Lol, not easily.)
Molly whips her head around, going to calm Fiona. She catches sight of Clovis and walks to him instead. She kneels by him and rubs his back a bit.
"Hey big guy. You okay?"
He nods, raising his head to look into her eyes.
"You, you scared me…" he shakily says.
She smiles and hugs him briefly, then pulls away.
"I just- I needed away." she stands and offers him her hand.
"C'mon, they probably think I'm dead, like the dummies they are."
He takes her hand and stands.
