They move for way too long before stopping on a warehouse roof on the outskirts of town, sitting around a huge smokestack in the cool night.
Alicia distances herself from them as much as she can without coming too close to the edge of the roof.
Cole starts eating again, making more sloppy sandwiches with a loaf of bread sitting beside him.
He offers Scarlett one and she takes it graciously, nibbling on it and smiling.
Alicia strolls back towards them, folding her arms.
“Aren’t you going to offer me a sandwich, drugface?”
Cole sighs, holding one towards her with a scrawny arm, and she makes a face.
“Ew! You think I would eat that nasty thing? “
He rolls his dark eyes and bites into it.
“You know,” Alicia starts, “I had an idea.”
“Do enlighten us.” Cole replies with mock interest, chewing.
She ignores his rudeness.
“You know how we raided the convenience store? We should hit the mall next. I mean, look at what we’re wearing.”
It was nothing like the Dusk Games, to say the least.
Cole looks at her incredulously.
“Are you actually serious? There’s been a zombie apocalypse, and you want to go get clothes?”
She huffs, gesturing to her pale pink tank top, matching short shorts and bunny slippers.
“I was sleeping when you had the brilliant idea of running. I look like a joke!”
Scarlett raises an eyebrow.
“It is rather questionable attire.”
“I didn’t ask your opinion.” She snaps back, turning to Cole, “The mall. Please?”
He shakes his head.
“If you want to go, you can. Alone.”
Alicia blinks back tears, stomping her foot.
“Why do you have to be so mean? Don’t you want anyone to like you?”
“I’m good. I’d rather be alive.” He replies, turning away as if to signal the conversation was over.
Alicia lets out a sound of extreme annoyance and stomps to the other side of the roof.
She sits down, pouting as she hugs her knees to her chest.
She misses Bill. He wouldn’t have been as dumb as Cole. He wouldn’t have made her jump and run half across the town because he was a paranoid freak. He wouldn’t have let some crazy British girl follow them. And he definitely wouldn’t have stopped her from going to the mall.
Life is so unfair.
Alicia looks up at the huge moon looming in the sky, wondering if Bill is doing the same.
Eventually she turns around to see Cole standing, looking at something in the opposite direction.
She walks towards him, noting with annoyance that he’s watching Scarlett where she’s curled up to sleep, her blanket draped on top of her.
“Are you being creepy?” she hisses, giving him a look of disgust.
Cole starts, before his expression quickly becomes one of bored annoyance.
“It’s my turn to be on watch. You should get some sleep before yours.”
“I don’t think I can sleep.”
When she realizes how she sounds she quickly adds:
“That would…mess up my sleep schedule. And I’d get dark circles or something.”
“Do you mind?”
He lies down a few yards away, and as far as Alicia can tell, falls asleep.
Alicia tries to ignore the fact that she’s feeling kind of hungry and starts chewing a piece of gum.
Ten calories. She’s probably burned more from all of the running.
As soon as she thinks about it the aches come back, and she tries not to think about how many bruises she’ll have soon.
Why didn’t anybody in the Dusk Games hurt like this?
Probably because they didn’t have to put up with Cole.