Randy paced back and forth by a tree near Sidney's dorm. He wanted to see her and know that she was okay. If the second "event" did anything to him, it raised his paranoia by a ten fold. And his gratitude for that matter.
Randy heard footsteps behind him and jumped. There it was again. That damn paranoia. Sweet heavenly relief filled him when he saw that it was Sidney.
"Sid," he called, and before she could protest he enveloped her in a hug. She hugged back and, to his surprise, incredibly tight. He breathed deeply that damn gratitude filling him again. The campus seemed abnormally quiet for a second and she let go, Randy mimicking instantly.
"Let's go eat something," he said. She looked tired, but not sleep deprived. The recent events had left a weary look in her eyes. Besides for that she looked completely put together. Of course his bias was rather strong. They walked in silence with the air hanging still. There were so many things they needed to say to each other. Knowing her, he knew what the first one needed to be said immediately.
"It wasn't your fault," He stated. She stared at him for a second and turned away sharply. He turned her back around, determined.
"Look at me Sid, two psychopaths killed some of our friends. It's as simple as that. Don't let this get to you so much. That's exactly what they'd want," Randy said. Sidney's face switched from blank slate to utter defeat. He felt is heart sink a little with the horrible way in which it changed. She crumbled and broke down in Randy's arms.
He tried to be comforting, but seeing her lose control gave him a severe case of survivors guilt and soon enough he had (very manly) tears sliding down his face. No one stopped to see if they were okay, as if knowing that they needed to be left alone. Randy held the girl he loved in his arms and cried over the loss of their friends.
It was like a scene from a movie.
