He instinctively nodded and walked towards Heather's house. "At least it has somewhat of a roof." He didn't check to see if Serce was following or not.
Serce shrugs slightly, trailing behind him. "I can help you try to find her if you want..."
He said nothing, simply nodding and continuing towards the house. When he got there, he walked in. The destruction hadn't decimated Heather's house nearly as badly. Most of the furniture was even intact.
Serce sighs, turning her focus to manuevering through the house, though it was a lot easier than her own house was. "I won't stay here if you don't want me to..."
Vic shrugged. "You can if you want." He made his way back upstairs to her room. Heather had never really kept her room clean; it was littered with various articles of clothing and assortedjunk. There was no sign of the girl herself though. He went to her nightstand and opened the drawer. There were some pictures in there. He found one in particular; it was from the dance. He tucked it into the diary, then found several more of them, including one of just him. All of these made their way into the diary as well.
((I almost typed the word "as" with a double s XD
(I once almost put 'ch' at the end of bit. XD
Serce sighs, sitting on a couch and hugging her knees to her chest. She couldn't help but keep thinking back to her stepbrother.
Vic finally found what he was looking for. It was Heather's necklace. It was sterling silver with a blue lapis set into each link. This went into his pocket. He wanted to keep her memory with him as much as possible. He wanted to remember her...
Vic went back downstairs several minutes later, dejectedly sitting on the armchair that Heather's dad had always sat on. He said nothing at first, but just kept his head in his hands. When he finally did speak,, his voice came out shaky. "Serce, I'm sorry for your loss."
"It's not your fault," Serce says quietly, closing her eyes. "It wasn't anyone's fault that..." Her voice caught on a sob as she shook her head. "He's in a better place, probably telling me to relax and keep going for him. There's no changing what happened."
Vic nodded solemnly, removing the necklace from his pocket and swinging it hypnotically in the dim light of the room. He could tell that it was probably about to rain.
Gia watched as the two left. They walked into a destroyed house. She didn't know if she should have followed or not, so she slowly walked up to the other boy that the two left standing alone.
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Cole had been off in his own world and before he noticed they were already gone. Cole was worried about his friends. Then he saw a different girl walk towards him, "hey," he waved.
(That was my fault.)
Serce sighs, stretcching out on the couch and clasping her hands behind her head. She was humming quietly to herself, eyes half-closed.
Victor finally put the necklace in his pocket, standing up and walking over to a corner of the room. He noticed that the family pictures hadn't been touched in quite sometime; there was a spider behind the glass, looking like it was perched on top of Heather's head.
Serce twists her bracelet around her wrist, chewing on her lip thoughtfully. "We should probably see if there's food somewhere. I'd rather not die of starvation."
"After however long things have been like this, I don't think food's going to be the easiest thing to come by." He walked back into the living room, looking around. "We could always look anyways.."
"That's the point, though," Serce says, standing and frowning slightly. "There will be little enough food now. Who knows if we'd be able to find any when we really need it unless we get some now? You saw that there are others besides us that are alive."
"But not that many." He walked to he front door and gazd out at the rain. "I can go find some fruit or something."
"I'll see if I can find anything in that store down the street. Meet back here in an hour or so?" Serce says. "I have to stop by my place and grab some things. Matches, flashlights, whatever I can get."
He nodded. "Serce, if you see the other people, try to avoid them. It's probably safest." He walked out the door, his hair being almost instantly plastered to him. He knew an apple orchard near where they were; perhaps he could find something there.