☆彡 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘇𝗲 𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿
❛ 'cause someone is out there, and they're sending out flares. ❜
FLARE | NOUN OR ADJECTIVE
a sudden brief burst of bright
flame or light, a sudden burst
of intense...
She flinched at the loud thrum of propellers, the hum that was far too loud for her growing headache. A door shut with a slam! to their left, and Kennedy shuffled closer to Thomas.
Body shaking, hands trembling, she tried to figure out what was going on. They were in a transport— helicopter? That's what it was called, she remembered. The shrieking in her ears dissipated, then replaced by the sound of men's voices. Not boys, men. Men she did not recognise, that they had never seen before. Kennedy backed up.
Her back collided with Thomas' chest. It was hitching with fast breaths, rising and falling in rapid motions, and Kennedy couldn't decide whether that was because he was worn out, or scared, or if he was still mourning much like she was. It could have been any of the three, or something else completely, but she knew whatever the option, it made him breathe quick, laboured breaths— the pace of which matched that of his heart. She could hear it, in her ears. Or, perhaps that was her heartbeat.
That would explain the warmth rushing to her cheeks.
It was loud thumps, and she wondered whether her heart really was in her ears. Thump! Thump! Thump!
