(Fanfic Drabble)
I wondered if he even knew where I was as I lay there, using my bag as my pillow. I had barely managed to crawl my way out of the motel room before they had arrived. I had done the only thing I knew to do, and that was to hide. I wasn't strong, I wasn't brave, I was nothing and my whole body ached. I could barely moved, couldn't talk, and wondered if anyone would find me.All I was doing was waiting. For what I didn't quite know, and I didn't quite care either, to be honest. Whether he came for me, whether they came for me, or whether no one did, I was just waiting.It wasn't like I could do anything else. Except, I thought as I closed my eyes. Sleep.