I know this is pretty short. It's my first Host fanfic, and so far, I love it! I hope you do too, cuz that's really all that matters

Wanda's POV

I awoke early that morning. We lived in the cave; obviously there was no light. It was pitch black inside Ian's room. Kyle had gotten a new one with Sunny, so I had been staying with Ian, although I still called my small hole home. I rolled over, hoping to bump into Ian on the bed, but instead, I rolled right off. "Ow! Crap..." I stood up, rubbing my left arm; the one I fell on. There would be a bruise there tomorrow. "Ian!" I called quietly, not wanting to wake up anyone nearby. "Ian?"

I heard quiet footsteps. "Who's there?" I whispered. Could it be Kyle? Maybe he really hadn't started liking me at all. Maybe it was just an act. Maybe none of them liked me! I took small steps, ones that couldn't be heard. I slowly climbed under the bed, hoping to live a bit longer.

"Wanda?" I heard a voice I knew, but couldn't put my finger on yet. I couldn't think straight due to just having woke up, then fallen on the floor. "Wanda, are you here?" The familiar voice was drifting towards me. I saw a speck of light, realizing that they had brought a candle with them. To burn me? "Wanda?" the voice came again.

"She isn't here?" Mel was with the mysterious person.

"I guess not. Let's go, then."

"But I didn't get to say goodbye!" This was Ian. His voice made me want to jump out, but I couldn't. What did he mean 'say goodbye?' Was I about to leave? Did this have something to do with Doc? I'd never been this paranoid. Ian made me feel safe; I needed him. But I couldn't at the same time. I was afraid. I held my breath until the footsteps were all gone and the light had completely vanished.

I needed to sneak back to my hole. For once, I didn't feel safe here. I stood, brushing off the dust, then stopped. If I was going down there and those people met my trail, I might need help blending in. I brushed myself over the walls until I was covered in dust from the rocks. If they did meet my trail, I'd need to shut my eyes so that the silver rings don't shine. I grabbed my clothes and began my journey in the dark. Lucky for me, I had a sort of night vision that enabled me to do these sorts of things. I went through the caves, swerving easily. I finally made it to my hole. Just as I got in, I heard the same voices coming towards me.

I quickly hid in the crevice where it isn't visible to anyone walking the direction they were. As they passed, I saw everyone who was there; Mel, Ian, Jarred, and Jamie. So THAT was the voice! I hadn't talked to Jamie in forever, and that was a reason in why I didn't recognize his voice. It had gotten slightly deeper. I decided to take the chances, and ran out, catching up with them. "Jamie?" He was the closest one to me. He turned and a grin came onto his face.

"Wanda! Hi!" he said excitedly. He ran, meeting me half way and hugging me.

"Geez, Jamie. You've gotten so much taller!" He was nearly a foot over my head.

"Yep, I'm a man now!" I giggled at his comment.

"And you're how old, 15?"

Jamie stuck his tongue out at me. "I'll be 16 soon."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah. Maybe then you can have some wine, too!"

"Hey, no one threatens Jamie!" he said, talking about himself in the third person.

"Hey, no one hurts Wanda!" I put my arms up in surrender, backing away jokingly.

"If I did, I'd have to go through Ian." Oh, yeah. Ian was here. I smiled at Jamie's comment again, as Ian came up to hug me.

"Hey," he said.

"Hi," I responded. He pulled away. I was expecting him to give me a kiss, because he usually didn't care about who was around to see when we did. Instead, he just walked back to where he was standing in the front; furthest away from me.

"Where are you guys going?" I asked, trying to move on from the rejection I felt.

"Um, just out. We need to get some things." Mel said.

"A raid? I'll go. Just let me change." I said, heading to the cave.

"No!" Ian said. I turned back to him, about to cry. I didn't know what was going on with him. "Uh, this is just something small. We don't need any more help."

"Oh, okay," I said. I wasn't about to argue. He was acting cold to me. What if he wanted to break up with me? What awkward situations would happen with us all in a close environment? He had seemed like he wanted to see me before in his room, but now he acted as if doing much more than hugging would kill him. Is that it? He doesn't want to be with a SOUL anymore in fear of dying? What was with me today? I've been so negative about everything!

I stood in the same spot, watching them walk away. Watching the light disappear. Hearing their footsteps leave the cave. Watching nothing at all but darkness. Minutes, maybe hours later, tears began falling from my eyes. Slowly, and quietly. When I could act as if they weren't even there. Just rain on my face.

Then they got more frequent. Tears fell out of my eyes at least once per second. I sniffed, but that was all the sound coming from me. But it was enough.

Roughly 10 minutes later, I heard footsteps again. The same voices. I went back into the hole, into the small maze Jeb had made me for when I had nothing to do. It went further underground like a tunnel; we're the only ones who know about it. I crawled down, hiding in the entrance, waiting for them to pass. Except they didn't. They entered my room, looking around for me. The entrance to the maze was a big rock that Jeb had cut from the wall; it hadn't looked tampered with at all. There was a hole where I could see them, too. Ian was the only one not searching for me. They lit the candles they had with them, and only then did I realize it. What I did realize was only something from my worst nightmares. I gave away my hiding place by letting out a high-pitched, horrendous, blood-curtling scream that the whole cave could hear.