be the heroine of your life

all alone in the corner of the night sky spiral bones of a supernova starlight fell in love with another BURNING bright she dreamed of a way to i g n i t e.

[riley-moore]

thomasbakker:

“If I were you I wouldn’t say that, it could be you who ends up on the ground.” He nudged her slightly, putting on his skate and securing them so they weren’t too loose or too tight. “I am.” He said, standing up and feeling taller than ever. He reached for her hand so they could both walk to the rink and support each other at the same time. “You telling me not to smile is like telling a kid to cry when they get a new toy. Besides, how could I not smile when I’m spending a nice afternoon with my girlfriend?” He smirked slightly and put one foot onto the ice as his free hand grabbed onto the rail. “Step onto the ice and hold onto the rail as well. I got you just incase.”

“ You know what I mean. ” Riley muttered as she carefully watched Thomas step onto the ice. It was slightly freaking her out, but she knew that if Thomas was able to do it, surely she’d be fine too. Of course he had experience and she had none, but that didn’t matter too much if she’d be able to stay up. “ Okay, don’t laugh. ” Riley said before she held onto the rail, getting ready to get onto the ice herself. Setting her foot onto the ice was definitely something she’d never experienced before. It was slippery for sure, and she suddenly wasn’t so sure of her ability to stay up anymore. Especially when the second foot joined. She held onto the rail with both hands as she made sure she stayed up. “ Don’t tell me I actually have to do something to move. ”

[riley-moore]

thomasbakker:

He knew this was going to be golden and he wasn’t going to be able to keep his laughter to himself. Ice rinks were always cold to keep the ice nice and fresh so he knew it’d be cold and he was already used to it all, being a Washingtonian himself. He took off his jacket and put it around Riley to keep her warm. Thomas had been excited planning the whole thing that he forgot to mention to bring extra clothing. He walked up to the counter and asked for skates for the both of them and handed Riley her pair. “I have to admit, I haven’t done this in years so chances are I will fall. You ready though?”

Riley chuckled softly when he mentioned how he hadn’t been skating in a while himself. “ I’m ready to watch you fail miserably. ” She chuckled as she made sure the skates were on well enough. This was probably the worst plan in the world, but the idea of ice skating seemed nice. “ Are you ready? ” She got up, somewhat clumsily on the skates. She tightly held onto the wall in an effort to not fall over as she watched him. “ Also, if I see one smile on that face of yours, laughing at me, I will make sure you fall. ”

[loveflxwers]

[riley-moore]

karasolis:

“I need your opinion,” she started saying as she joined the other where they were, “should I go with the basic halloween costume like a cat or a witch or should I actually try to be creative and do something else?”

“ Something creative. ” Riley shrugged as she turned towards Kara. “ You don’t want to be like half the girls here, right? Because I reckon slutty kitten, or slutty witch is always their go-to. ” Riley chuckled. “ Something creative sounds like a lot more fun either way. I’d say going as the Hulk would suit you well. ”

[riley-moore]

thomasbakker:

@riley-moore

Being from Washington himself, Thomas knew quite a lot of spots that the two could have a good time and spend quality time together. With everything that had been going on around them, leaving campus and doing something else that wasn’t worrying about killers or homework, it seemed like a great idea. Though what was not so much of a good idea was brining Riley to an ice skating rink when he didn’t know if she would like or hate the idea of it, but at least he thought he’d try. He opened the door of the place for her and stepped inside turning to her. “Before you say anything, you should at least give it a try if you haven’t done it before. And you get to laugh at me forever if I end up falling on my ass.”

The fact that Thomas had decided that taking her out ice skating would be a good idea was just hilarious and terrifying at the same time. There was no way she’d be able to stay up on the ice. And of course he’d be amazing on skates. She was pretty sure he knew better than to laugh at her though. “ You’ll never live it down. ” Riley shrugged when he mentioned that she was allowed to laugh if he’d fall. “ And I’ll try. But you don’t get to laugh. ” Riley mentioned as they stepped into the place. The freezing cold was already something she hated. Even though she’d been in Washington long enough now, she still wasn’t used to the cold. She crossed her arms to keep herself warm as she glanced around. This was going to be a disaster.

[riley-moore]

professor-henderson:

“Right.” He said and nodded. “This whole thing is new for me and I don’t know how to react to it. I guess you kids are used to it, but I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this.” He said and shook his head. “Okay, Moore, you can lift your shirt so I can check your wounds.” He said.

“ I don’t think anyone will ever get used to this. ” Riley shrugged. “ It’s literally a serial killer who will off anyone in their way. No one will get used to that. ” It’d be strange to get used to someone killing everyone around you, or even you if you ran out of luck. Or ran out of friends. The more people hated you, the bigger the chance for you to die. She did as her professor said and lifted her shirt, so he could check out the wounds the Hitlist had left her with.

[riley-moore]

professor-henderson:

Noah looked at Riley and nodded, giving her a small smile. “Sure, follow me.” He said as he walked with Riley towards an empty room where Noah could check Riley’s wounds. “Just sit down.” He said as he pointed to a chair, and looked at her. “Listen, I know you’re only here for me to check your wounds, but I wanted to say I’m sorry…For doubting you.” 

Riley nodded and followed her professor into the empty room. When he pointed at the chair, she obeyed and sat down calmly. When he apologised for doubting her, she shrugged lightly, she’d already forgotten about what he’d said to her when she’d been in the hospital. She didn’t really care what people thought of her. “ Don’t worry about it. ” Riley shrugged. “ I probably would’ve doubted me too. ”

[riley-moore]

professor-henderson:

Noah had decided that he probably should be nice to other people. After the whole thing with Natalie and Matthias, people at the hospital started looking at him in a different way and he wasn’t up for that. When he saw someone kind of lost, he decided to help, approaching them. “Hey, do you need help?” He asked and raised an eyebrow. “I like your…hair.” He said randomly.

Riley was back in the hospital for one final check up, to make sure her wounds were healing well enough. The doctor she was supposed to meet had fallen ill earlier that day and she hadn’t been notified, so when she’d arrived, she was told to wait until another doctor was able to check her out. When she heard a familiar voice, she turned around, running her hand through her hair after the comment. She was pretty surprised, the compliment coming from him. “ Eh -- yeah, actually you can. My doctor’s sick, do you have some time to check my stab wounds? I just need an okay from a doctor so I can move on from this. ”

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[riley-moore]

karasolis:

Maybe Riley was right after all but there could always be that one person who could take things differently. Kara sure was one of those people. Of course she wouldn’t drop everything just for anyone, only those she was close with. “You can’t go alone, it’s better to go with someone else especially if something delays you and you’re out when it’s dark.” Even if Riley kept refusing, Kara wasn’t going to listen to her and just let her go alone. She figured Thomas would tag along too but then she said the next bit. “He was bitten.” It wasn’t a question or curiosity. What else could have killed him but one of the infected? “I’m sorry.” She said, knowing her words weren’t going to change anything and loss was going to keep happening around them. “I’m still not going to just stay here and let you go alone. I can hold my own.”

Riley shook her head. “ I’m fast, I’m doing this on my own. ” She had to be alone. She needed to be alone. She needed some time to process what happened just an hour ago. She needed some time to go through what happened and to make sure nothing like that ever happened again. Besides, she needed to make sure she could do this on her own. Sooner or later she’d have to go her own way. What was the point of a community she could live in when she couldn’t stand nearly everyone there? She gave Kara nothing but a small nod at her assumption. “ Kara, I’m going out alone, you’re not coming with. ”

[riley-moore]

karasolis:

“Maybe so, but hopefully they’ll see how serious this is and they’ll listen.” She sighed, letting out a breath. If only they would listen, but it was everyone looking after themselves and then worrying about the others? Perhaps it was the way she was raised that made her look after others as well but maybe they would listen. “I’ll come with you,” she offered. Kara didn’t enjoy going out and killing those infected but they needed more supplies and more people to go out there to look for stuff. “Where’s Thomas? I was going to ask you two if there was some sort of experiment you could do to try and find a cure for this. Holden mentioned something about it earlier and thought it was a good idea.”

“ Doubt it. ” Riley shrugged. There was no way these rich kids would ever even consider sharing if they had another chance. If they had a chance to survive. And honestly, Riley would do the same. Why care about any of these little shits who had treated her like dirt. As if scholarship kids who came from nothing were less than they are. Just because they had money. Why share with them? “ You’re not coming with. I’m going alone. ” Riley said as she took one of the backpacks and put it on. She paused when Kara mentioned Thomas. Part of her wanted to break down and cry. But this was the zombie apocalypse. There was no time to break down and cry. She had to man up and move on. “ He’s dead. I’ll look into it when I get the chance. ”

[riley-moore]

thomasbakker:

Her ‘I love you’ kept echoing in the back of his head over and over. If that was the last thing he would ever hear from her, that was fine. It was better than fine. There was nothing else he would rather hear but her saying she loved him because he loved her too and he would miss her, even if he didn’t know what was to come next or if there was an afterlife. Riley would always be in his heart. Moving his head slightly, he pressed his lips against her cheek, his arms wrapping around her with the intent of not letting go until he was gone. This. This was the best way to go, with her in his arms, his lips touching her skin, giving her every bit of love he had left in him. Everything felt like he had been awake for days and never sleeping before. His eyelids started to get heavy and he could barely keep his eyes open. His body also getting heavy until he couldn’t keep holding her anymore that they fell back to his sides, his head moving to rest on her shoulder, his eyes closing shut. He was gone. 

It was nice. Him holding her. It made her forget that he was going to be gone soon. For just a second it was just the two of them. There was a bird chirping somewhere in the distance and the wind softly blew past them. And then it happened. His arms fell first. And then his head. She couldn’t move. She felt sick, a panic washed over her and she didn’t know what to do. She held him tighter for just a little longer, eyes closed as the tears continued to roll. “ Please don’t leave me. ” She whispered, desperate for him to just wake up and tell her it was all a joke. “ Please. ” Her voice broke, and so did her heart. He was going to wake up. Just not as Thomas. He would wake up as some kind of brainless, heartless monster, ready to do to her what another had done to him. She felt like she couldn’t breathe, like her entire body just shut down, but she had to move. She carefully pulled back, holding onto him so he wouldn’t just fall. She gently pushed him back onto the bench, so she wouldn’t have to hold onto him for the next part. Her hand reached for her knife. She couldn’t wait much longer. He’d come back, and he didn’t deserve that. He didn’t deserve to turn into a monster. He deserved rest. 

Her fighters tight around the knife as she place the blade against the side of his head. Sobs were escaping her lips, no matter how strong she wanted to be. She couldn’t. “ I’m sorry. ” She whispered as she closed her eyes and put more pressure on the blade, making sure he wouldn’t come back. After pulling the knife back out, she let it drop to her side. Her hands were shaking and she couldn’t control one single movement she made. She wasn’t sure how long she was actually standing there, looking at him, but she knew she had to move on. She had to dig a grave. At least they already had a little graveyard, at least he wasn’t the first to die. She didn’t have to ask anyone where to bury him. She could just do it, in silence, on her own. She didn’t have to face anyone yet. She turned around, desperate for some air, but instead she doubled over and threw up. For some reason it helped, though. She was able to breathe again, she was able to shut it all off. Start over. She wiped her cheeks with her hand, not realising it was the one she’d used to kill him. It must’ve been one hell of a sight, a girl, covered in blood, getting ready to dig up a grave for her now dead fiancé. But she didn’t care. Riley simply didn’t care anymore. She’d survive this, but there was no way she’d ever let anyone hurt her the way he had by dying. He’d always be the only one who hurt her by loving her. She’d survive this.

[riley-moore]

thomasbakker:

How could he say anything else without breaking? How could he keep going when it hurt like hell? His fear wasn’t about dying anymore, it was about leaving Riley behind, leaving those he cared about behind. Thomas wouldn’t be there to comfort her tomorrow, or the next day or ever again. He had found the person he saw himself being with the rest of his life and was clearly ready to be with for the rest of his life. One bite. One bite was taking all of that away and he hated it. With his free hand he wiped away his cheeks, needing to not break in front of her and enjoy the last moments they had together. He got closer to her leaning his forehead against hers wishing he could kiss but not risking passing the infection onto her. “You make it out of this, alright, you’re gonna make it I believe in you – I love you so much, don’t ever forget that.” He said quietly, closing his eyes and imagining what their future would be like if they had never stumbled across this epidemic. 

When he rested his forehead on hers, all she wanted was for him to lean in just a little further, to kiss him one last time. But they couldn’t. They didn’t know what spread the virus, and if it was even a possibility, they couldn’t. Her heart felt heavy in her chest when he spoke the words. This was it. He knew better than her when the end was coming closer, and now he was saying his goodbyes. Riley closed her eyes and nodded. “ I won’t. ” She whispered. She could feel the tears rolling down her cheeks. She wasn’t ready for this. She’d never be ready for this. He was the only good thing in her life now. Sure, there was a chance her family was still alive, but she couldn’t hold onto that. If the infection reached Australia, they’d be dead by now. And there was no way she’d make it to Australia from here without an actual plane. “ It’s going to be okay. I love you. ” She didn’t want him to worry about her, not now. Not when he shouldn’t worry about anything. 

[riley-moore]

thomasbakker:

Thomas kept staring at the water, now realizing how much he had taken nature for granted at times. Though he had a good run with nature with his family, with Riley. God, so this is what dying is like? Thinking about everything he had done in his life and how he may have enjoyed it or taking it for granted. A small smile appeared on his lips when her hand reached for his, his other free hand reaching to cover his mouth and the coughing continued. He cleared his throat before he spoke looking over at her. “I wish we had more time together. You are the best thing that has happened to me.” He told her, not being able to hold back the tears that were forming in his eyes. 

The worst thing was knowing that she’d lose him soon, but she didn’t know how soon. Did they have to do this now, or in a few hours? Did they have hours? Or minutes? Seconds? What if he didn’t feel it coming? What if it was just over? Had she told him she loved him enough? Had she told him that she’d be okay enough? Had she looked at him enough to remember that stupid smile of his forever? Had she remembered the way his laugh sounded well enough to remember until it was her time? The way it felt when he’d hold her at night? The way he’d laugh when she’d start another argument. Had she fought with him too often? Had she started arguments when she should’ve told him she loved him? Was she spending too much time thinking of all the things she’d done wrong when she should be holding him? Making sure he’d be comfortable? His voice pulled her away from her thoughts, as it so often did. “ Me too. ” She whispered. “ You’re the best thing that ever happened and ever will happen to me. ” She said as she turned towards him. “ You’ll always be. ” 

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[riley-moore]

karasolis:

“Listen up!” Kara shouted at the mass group of people, standing on one of the nearby chairs to be able to look down at everyone and make sure they were paying attention. “I don’t care how hungry you are, we have to ration the food we have or we won’t make it past next week or even tomorrow. I get it, we’re all desperate and don’t want to be in this situation but we are and we have to be smart or we’ll die because we were stupid and not because we were bitten by one of those things. Now, if you are feeling up for it, if you have food in your dorm we can share it and ration that until some of us can go out and look for more food. Think about it.” She looked over the people for a few seconds before finally getting down from the chair. “Liked my speech?” She chuckled turning to the nearest person.

As much as Riley agreed with Kara, she knew these kids. None of them would be willing to give up their own food supply. They were rich kids. None of them had to work for one single day in their lives. None of them had to share. None of them had to think about others before themselves. They were spoiled little babies who would never, ever give up something of their own to help someone else. “ Too optimistic. ” Riley shrugged as she turned away from Kara. “ I’m going on another run. See if I can find more food. ” She mentioned as she looked at her knife, wiped it on one of the rags lying around and put it back in her pocket. She was pretty sure she was covered in blood from the last run -- and of course from what she had to do to Thomas. And with that, the dirt from having to dig a grave. There’d been too many graves already and in a way, all of them had actually hurt her. But she couldn’t let this hurt her anymore. She had to turn it all off to survive. No more feelings. No more letting herself get hurt. 

[riley-moore]

thomasbakker:

The whole way to the lake he didn’t say anything. It was a mix of wanting to save everything for when they got there and not having enough energy to talk and walk at the same time. He didn’t know how the virus worked exactly but it worked too damn fast and soon he’d be passing out and everything would be over for him. How could he be so careless? He should’ve taken care of himself better and he wouldn’t be in this position. Once they reached the spot, he sat himself down on the bench looking ahead at the water. Everything seemed peaceful like there was no danger outside the gates. If that was only reality but it wasn’t. “Riley, as soon as I pass out, you have to do it.”

The way towards the bench was quiet, though somehow it was the best possible way to walk there. Nothing had to be said. They both knew each other. They both knew how much they loved each other. They both knew this was going to hurt like hell. Nothing had to be said. When they arrived, she watched him sit down and then joined him on the bench. She let out a deep breath as she stared at the calm water. As if nothing was wrong. When she heard his voice, she swallowed hard. “ I will. ” She whispered. It seemed so unreal. Like this was just some afternoon. But this wasn’t just some afternoon. This was his last afternoon, and soon she’d have to be the one to really end it. She’d do it. Of course she would. She probably would’ve wanted him to do the same thing if she was in his shoes. But that didn’t mean it hurt. It physically hurt. Her hand slowly moved towards his, so she’d be able to hold it for just a little longer.