1 - Promises in a Cave
Prompt: #1 “I chose you”
Fandom: Paradise Hills
Word Count: 435 words
Summary: You and Uma discuss whether you’ll be able to leave Paradise Hills.
“Do you think we’ll ever be able to leave this place?”
Your voice echoes against the cave’s walls, your fingers grasping tightly on the sand you’re sitting on. Uma slightly turns her head towards you, and she notices how your facial features are twisted from the terror swirling inside your chest.
“We have to.” She speaks with confidence, and she looks intently into your eyes. “We promised Armana.”
A shaky sigh escapes from your lips, a nervous laugh stuck in your throat, and you give her sad smile. “You promised her you’d leave this place. I’m not sure I was a part of this…”
Uma’s expression breaks apart, and her eyes give out a glint of hurt. “You really think I’d leave this place without you?”
You stay silent for a moment, a lump of guilt forming inside your throat, and you look down at the sand with shame.
“No… No, you wouldn’t, but…” You move your finger in the sand, gently playing with it as a way to distract your mind from your worried thoughts. “… you should.”
Her eyes widen with shock. “What?”
“I mean, think about it.” You wrap your arms around your legs, hugging them close to your chest. “You’d have a better chance at escaping if you’re alone. It might take them a while to notice that you’re gone, but if two of us aren’t there… And wouldn’t it be easier for you to find Armana if I’m not there to slow you down?”
“Stop.” She roughly interrupts your rambling, her hand grabbing onto yours tightly. “I’m not leaving without you. Okay? I can’t do that. I can’t possibly do that.”
You notice the tears prickling from the corner of her eyes, and you feel yours taunting to come out as well. “Uma…”
“Please stop.” She lets go of your hands to grab the sides of your face. “Armana’s gone, okay? Whatever they did to her… It’s too late to save her now.”
You part your lips open. “Then-”
“No, it’s not too late to save you, (Y/N).” Her lips stretch into a sad smile, and you can see her emotions pouring out from her eyes. “I chose you. Please don’t give up on me. Don’t give up our future. Can you please trust that we can leave this place together?”
“… Okay.” Your shaky lips manage to form the hint of a smile, and your vision blurries from your tears. “I trust you.”
Her smile widens slightly, and you notice the relief taking over her features as she lets go of your head.
“Tonight, then. Don’t drink the milk.”













