Jump | Zach Mitchell

"What do you want me to do? Want me to hold your hand?" He speaks with nasty sarcasm. I consider the offer and am surprised at the answer that comes out of my mouth. "Actually? Yeah." He blinks. "Seriously?" "Yes, seriously." The anger is fading from my voice. "Zach, I'm scared." He sighs, but he holds his hand...

Gasoline | Ben Parish

I purse my lips. "Maybe I don't want you to look out for me. Like I said, I don't need anyone." He lets out a laugh. It's a little jarring, how much Zombie resembles his namesake. Sunken eyes, rattling jaw, bared teeth. It's dark and twisted and genuine. Zombie, what happened to you? "You can lie to everyone, Croa...