Chapter Eighteen

Everything seemed to move in slow motion.

I watched the blood pool around Ben's head, and his hand twitched slightly. He was dead, and I killed him. Most people would cry, or scream, but instead I did nothing. I sat silently, and then remembered Rory.

I bolted up and ran to her side. She was still unconscious, but she was breathing. I let out a sigh of relief and dropped down next to her. I grabbed her hand, tears flooded my eyes seeing her like this. Her blond hair was frayed all over the cold ground, and she had a deep purple bruise around her neck. If I didn't know any better I'd think someone tried to hang her.

After what felt like an eternity of silence, which was most likely only twenty seconds; I heard people running. As soon as they turned the corner I saw Ash, Josh, and two other men I didn't recognize. Ash stopped for a