Fudge, I wrote a whole chapter in what happened but deleted it because it sucked.
Sooo cliffhanger until the future!

-Edds POV-
We sat there in silence for a while, I think we were waiting for someone to speak. Tom kept staring at her with sadness, and the answer scares me.
"The red leader is falling ill." She says out of no where.
"How do you-"
"He didn't look so good last time-"
"Last time what?" I ask hesitantly.
"Last time he was s-spotted."
It's silent again. Y/n stands up and stretches before looking down at Tords sleeves.
"That means the next one in charge will be taking his place soon." She says while walking towards the house.
"Where are you going?" Matt asks.
"I'm getting my phone."
And with that she was gone.
"She's been keeping up with that? But he hasn't been seen in years!" I say.
It's silent again.

-Normal POV-
I seriously can't believe how soon we are losing Tord.
Would I have to leave too. I'd hate to...I really would...but what if I get called in more often. Sooner or later he will get called in and the zombie prediction will take place. Possibly...the only other time they predicted something and got it wrong was me. They thought I'd be like the others, they blamed it on my father. I never believed he died in a car crash...the news was just delivered to us. Maybe I am going crazy....My phones dead.
I let out a long sigh before flopping onto my bed.
"Why can't I have a normal life?" I ask my teddy bear.
"Maybe if I was normal, my two parents wouldn't be dead."
"........"
"And I wouldn't be talking to you and expecting an answer."
I think it's been 5 minutes of me sitting here.
"Am I a monster? Or an angel?"
"Is there even a difference?"
"All the tests have been created for the same reason..."
"Then why was I given the ability of time, and others destruction?"
"Was it because my father did it?"
I hold the teddy up.
"Ya you're right, I should shut up."
Footsteps are heard walking towards my room. Do I pretend to sleep? Do I stare out my window? What do I-
The door opens and I just stare up at the ceiling.
"Oh goodness you got me worried there." Tom says while walking towards me.
"Sorry, I was just thinking." I say while sitting up.
He nods and sits next to me.
"Want to talk about it?"
"No, I'll just get myself killed."
He gives me a confused look but doesn't question it.
"Ok-"
I hug him so tightly, I didn't know if I wanted to let go.
He hugs as well, and rubs circles around my back.
It's weird how he gives off such a scary atmosphere then comforts you. I'll never have the chance to get married, or to have kids.
The country will be a scary place with the only way to live will be moving to a different one.
But then I'll be leaving here with the date I was given.
Tom let's go of me and takes a deep breath then says...

"I.........I think I love you......."