We Fight
Ellie's POV
It's been about three weeks since I was bitten. Three weeks since I lost Riley. My head swims just thinking about it. God. Marlene says I'm immune to the cordyceps, I guess I should be happy I'm alive. She left me in a rundown shop while she took care of some business. I asked to go with her, but she said it was too dangerous. Psh, everything's dangerous now, even breathing. I know she means well, trying to protect me like my mom wanted, but how am I suppose to make mom proud if I'm cradled like this? It fucking sucks! Marlene's off probably fighting while I sit here playing with my thumbs and watch the dust particles float in the sunlight. It's driving me crazy. "Just stay here and don't run off," Marlene said before leaving. Her face was hard as she stared into my eyes. I guess she knows what's best for me.
The events of the mall and keep playing over and over in my mind, each time is worse than the other. I stare down at my feet, wishing that I died instead. My life now is all about finding the cure. It's the least I could do for Riley. She did say to keep fighting. Fuck, I miss her.