Love Unspoken

"You seriously got no one you wanna leave a message for?" Abigail kept pushing.

"Nope," Landon replied.

"Not even your mom or your buddies? No one?" Abigail pressed.

"I let her down. She always wanted me to live a simple, boring life, not chasing after big dreams. I thought if Alexander could do it, so could I. I was always trying to show her I wasn't just average," Landon said, his voice heavy with regret. Abigail glanced at the sky, then the dark road ahead. She gritted her teeth, hoisted Landon onto her back, and started walking. "And then?" she asked.

"And then I ended up like this. Isn't it a joke?" Landon said, suddenly realizing he was on Abigail's back. "What are you doing?" he asked. "Taking you to feed the wolves! Can't let you die here for nothing," Abigail said.

"Then you're going the wrong way," Landon pointed out.

"Alright, zip it. Keep talking. Since you let your mom down, don't you wanna leave her some last words?" Abigail asked.

Landon lay on her back and closed his eyes again. "She doesn't even know I'm alive. Why make her sad again?" he said with a bitter smile.

"Didn't think you'd be so mushy. Seriously, do you wanna kill Alexander to avenge Wayne?" Abigail asked.

"No," Landon shot back immediately.

"That was quick," Abigail noted.

"Put me down," Landon demanded.

"You really wanna die that bad?" Abigail asked.

Landon didn't have the energy to argue. He sighed. "Aren't you scared I'll kill you again?"

"Still talking tough?" Abigail said, feeling a bit helpless.

If he really wanted to kill her, he wouldn't have let her go earlier.

Abigail thought, 'Maybe my words really got to him. It's true he's not as good as Alexander, but hearing it from someone else hits different. After breaking down and calming down, being able to say these things probably means he's come to terms with it. Of course, this is considering he's on the brink of death. If he survives, who knows what'll happen.'

Abigail trudged through the forest with him on her back. The branches on either side of the path looked chaotic and creepy in the night.

She followed the direction Landon pointed. By dawn, she realized he hadn't lied to her; they had really made it out.

It seemed he truly intended to let her go.

The village was pretty big, with noticeably more houses, including several two-story buildings.

In the distance, a building stood tall. In the morning light, she could barely make out that it was a pharmaceutical factory.

Abigail, seeing a glimmer of hope, carried Landon towards it.

Most of the villagers worked at the factory. At this hour, they were starting to head to work. Abigail grabbed a villager to ask about a hospital, but the language barrier made communication impossible. Finally, Abigail gave up and headed towards the factory with Landon on her back.

There were many guards at the factory entrance. Before she could get close, they stopped her. She tried to communicate. "Where's the hospital?"

The guard sternly drove her away, raising his gun as if to shoot.

Abigail smirked and had no choice but to walk in another direction with Landon.

A man approached, seeing their condition. He asked, "You looking for a hospital?"

Abigail was surprised. Although he wasn't speaking English, it was a language she understood. She nodded eagerly.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

"Go that way," the man said, pointing.

Abigail looked in that direction, gave him a grateful look, and hurried off.

After half an hour, she finally saw the hospital sign. She let out a long sigh of relief and mustered the energy to enter the hospital.