The best two weeks of my life

"I'm done looking for those girls I'm going without them. Maybe somebody else found them." A young man was standing right under the tree we were hiding in. I was so afraid, and I was shaking so hard that I made a lot of noise. "Who's there?" The man asked quickly, looking up to the tree. "Lily, Anja?!" The other one shouted. And then it happened. I fell down.

Originally a oneshot, might become a story
Alternative universe; Jily