Young Writers Society

Chapter 3

Lillian put her hand around the girls back and the other under her legs. She wasn’t that weak for a small girl like her. She lifted the girl up off the ground, she was pretty light. Lillian left the smokey room back into the hallway. When she got to the beginning of the staircase, she saw a figure. Relief poured through her, there saved. Until it got closer, her heart did a double leap, and she almost dropped the girl. It was the boy from her dream.

He glared at her, “I told you not to come here” he said.

Lillian tried to pinch herself just to make sure that she wasn’t still dreaming. But she couldn’t without putting the girl down. Her sweaty hands were slipping from under the girl, so she readjusted her grip.

“So what,” she said, “your not my mom last time I checked.”

She moved past him and took a step down.

“Wait,” he said with a frightened look on his face.

“We can't bring her with, she’ll just slow us down.”

Lilian gave him a sickened look, “you want me just to leave her here?”

The boy nodded his head.

Ppt, in your dreams” she said taking another one.

He said in a hurry “we could leave her here and go get someone” he said.

Lillian ignored him taking another step, her foot slipped slightly, but she caught herself.

“ Either she comes, or I stay,” she said.

The boy frowned sighing “fine, give her to me” he said.

Lillian laughed, a crackling one “No, how do I know you won't just throw her into the fire?”.

“because,” he said “I know you’d just go after her” he smirked.

“Your right” Lillian replied, “ I would, and I would push you into the fire as well.”

“The only difference there is you would burn to ashes unlike her” she smiled back.

The boy shivered to grab the girl from her arms. “Let's go,” he said nudging his head forward.”