I looked over at Elise's pale face. I squeezed her hand another time, telling her I was here again.

"I'm fine." She told me. She wasn't fine though, it sounded like she was trying to convince herself with that statement.

A women in red heels walked to us. Three men dressed in black suits were behind her. Her eyes shot in alarm, or maybe it was surprise to see Elise? She had brown wavy hair that barely reached her shoulders. She had a tight dark green pencil skirt on, that seemed like the perfect color for anyone to wear on Christmas. She had a white blouse on, that had ruffles at the end of the sleeves. The more I looked at those ruffles, the more I thought of ways to remove them or replace them with something else, because they were just plain out ugly.

She walked closer to us without a word. The three men following her, watching every step she took. They studied her so carefully that it stared to look creepy. Like they weren't human, or like they were crazy fanboys over a celebrity. She stepped closer and closer to Elise and I. She looked me in the eye. She paused a second too long for it just to be considered a glance. I thought over the motion, trying to think if there was a message behind it. Maybe she was trying to send me a message?

I pushed the crazy thought away from my head and turned back to Elise. Her face was pale and worried. I squeezed her hand again, but she didn't respond in any way. The women leaned over Elise's shoulder to her ear. I felt like jerking Elise away from the lady that hadn't even told us her name, but then she whispered an argent that I barley heard, but Elise clearly head as clear as day.

"Run."

Then the men charged at us.

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Author's Note

You thought this would be all romantic and sweet kinda story. HA HA NOPE!

WELCOME TO THE HUNGER GAMES WHERE YOUR OTP IS NOT TOGETHER.

Elise and Zach may not be your OTP but you could at least ship them ok?

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