Chapter 4: What are you talking about?

I woke up leanin on Duck for the fifth time this week, and he hugs me to keep me warm. It was midnight and Duck was still awake - sobbing. I snuggled more into him and he glanced a me with his blood-shot eyes.

"Duck..." I whispered.

"I.." he replied in a whisper aswell

I leaned over, shuffled onto his knee (quietly because if I made any noise then Lee would come storming in and catch me) and I hugged him - allowing him to cry onto my skinny shoulder. I could feel his tears drenching my tank top. The problem was, he was crying so uncontrollably, that Kenny and ran in and just stared at us - but I didn't even care - I glanced over at him and sighed.

"Thank ya, Clem" he said, "can I come over or..?"

"Yes, you can.. I think" I said shuffling off of Duck, or atleast trying.

"I, I'm stuck! No joke!" Duck had the tightest grip on me and it was nearly impossible. Kenny had to get Lee and Ben to help pull him off. Once they got me off, he just sniffed and looked away. I went to hug him again, but Lee held me back and shook his head. Instead, I stumbled over and grabbed his hand. Weakly, he smiled at me. Then he stopped and stared at something behind me, begginning to cry.

"Duck!" cried Katjaa, attempting to run over but falling half way. Carley came running in, picking her up and helped her over to Duck and setting her down.

She stroked his face and hugged him, then I joined in, then kenny and Lee and soon it turned into a big group hug.

Later on
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It was 2:00am in the morning and I heard shuffling around me. I hot up to see Duck packing his and my things in a bag big enough to fit all our belongings in. But had a change of clothes out.

"Duck..?" I stared at him.

"Oh Clemmy you're awake!" He smiled cautiously, tip toeing over and grabbing my hand, "So heres the plan: we-"

"What plan?" I asked, confused.

"Oh! We're running away!" He beamed.

"Wait, why?" I questioned.

"Well, my mum is bitten, my life is a mess, we're not gonna leave here anytime soon, we need a bigger group and finally, imagine the experience!" he cheered, lowering his voice, "Clem, you will come with me, won't you?"

He puppy-dog eyed me, which made me say yes.

We packed our stuff, yet then I had another plan: "Why don't we wait till tomorrow so we get to say our secret goodbyes to everyone?" I explained.

"Well, okay, but we leave at 2:00am and no later, no earlier!" He agreed, "just make sure to get alot of sleep - if we go to bed at 8:00pm, then we will get 4 whole hours of sleep!"

So we shook on it, we both went to out usual sleeping places and slept for the rest of the disasterous night.