Love Unspoken

Abigail bit her lip and kept quiet, jogging behind Landon. The folks chasing them were getting closer, their flashlights bouncing as they climbed too. They knew if they lost sight of Abigail and Landon before they hit the forest, catching up So, they kept on their tail, no breaks.

would be a nightmare.

Abigail's breathing was ragged, and her wound was killing her. She was dead tired from all the running.

But she didn't say a word, scared Landon might ditch her, making all her effort pointless.

Luckily, the forest was thick with underbrush and trees. After what felt like forever, those annoying lights finally disappeared.

She panted hard and asked, "Did we lose them?"

Landon was breathing heavy too. He nodded a bit and then remembered she couldn't see him in the dark. "Probably. Let's walk a bit more and then rest."

Abigail nodded, gritting her teeth, and kept following him.

For a while, the only sound was the rustling of the underbrush as they moved through it.

They ran until they could barely make out shapes in the forest. Finally, Landon stopped.

He exhaled and looked back. "They probably won't catch up for now. You okay?"

Abigail nodded, too exhausted to talk. She didn't care about the dirt and just dropped to the ground, gasping for air, her heart pounding like crazy.

Sweat covered her face. She leaned back against a tree, eyes shut, her heavy breathing drowning out the birds.

Landon looked at her without saying anything, scanning the area. Once he was sure it was safe for now, he sat down next to her.

After a bit, Abigail finally caught her breath. She pressed on her wound and turned to Landon. "Are we safe now?"

"Yeah, for now. But who knows after dawn," Landon replied.

Abigail's anxiety spiked again. By dawn, the forest would be easy to see through, and with more people searching, hiding would be tough. They'd have to get through another day of tension, waiting for nightfall. She never thought she'd end up living like a fugitive.

"Was it always like this when you

second. "I don't think I was hunted

you were, was it like

and looked at her.

and sighed, "Can you

his nose and shut

said, "It's

thrilling if you get

you get caught?" Abigail asked, looking at him, waiting

didn't let

finally felt a bit relieved. His calm tone made her believe he

"I won't let myself get

a deeper meaning

dare to

asked her, "If you had to keep running with me like this, would you be up for

again because of his question.

"Nothing," Landon replied.

habit of saying one thing and meaning another. When he finally said something sincere, she blocked it.

it. You wouldn't be

act like you

started weaving them. "You find it thrilling now, but you'll get tired of it over time and regret it." "You talk as if I would actually agree to it,"

didn't respond. He lowered his head, weaving the grass in his hands, looking surprisingly

his occasional silence. She turned her head away in anger,

a long-term escape, day after day, year after year, even a lifetime, required a lot of courage, let alone

forest was already bright, and Abigail felt sleepy. She pinched her leg

want to run anymore. She was exhausted, with no strength

she still asked Landon, "It's already bright. Aren't we

If they haven't caught up, it's safe. If we wander around, we might run into them. You should rest," Landon advised. Abigail stared at