The trees rushed by as a world of memory flushed back into me. I looked around to see I was in a train car
"Hey kiddo."
I froze in fear of what I was going to see behind me.
"Dad?" I ask weakly as I slowly turn around. I saw him behind me. My dad. Living. Breathing. He was okay. I couldn't believe my eyes. In milliseconds I was in his arms and crying in guilt.
"I'm sorry dad! I didn't mean to pull that trigger! I didn't know what I was doing! I'm such a horrible person!" My body was shaking and my chest had a physical pain in it from my crying
"It's okay, little duck."
"No it's not. I-I shouldn't even be here! I should be dead not you! You deserved it so much more."
"Now we both know that's not true." My dad sternly rejected as I let our hug go to look at him. "You deserve it so much more than me, little duck."
"I don't even know."
"Why are you so hard on yourself, y/n?" The surrounding noise seemed to fade and all I could hear was my dads voice.
"I don't even think I can have friends... I'm just weird."
"Because you're immune?"
"Did you know, dad?"
"No, I didn't."
"And yes, because I'm immune. I'm a freak."
"But isn't this good? You can help so many people. You're like a super hero, little duck."
I laughed and realized he was kind of right.
"Thank you, dad."
"Of course, little duck." He wiped a tear from my cheek and raised my chin "I'm proud of you. Never forget that."
He started to fade and so did the scenery.
No! Don't leave! Please! I want my dad!
Please.

I woke up and instantly touched my face after feeling something on my cheeks. They were wet. I tasted the liquid and it was salty. Tears. I was crying in my sleep. I sighed and rubbed my eyes as I looked outside to see if the sun was up. It was starting to rise.

I hoped onto the broken tower stairs and started to climb. When I got to the top, I plopped myself down onto the roof and watched the sun slowly rise. The beautiful warm colors washed over my skin making it chill from the safe feeling it gave me.
"Well you're up early."
I turned at the sudden noise and saw Louis standing behind me.
"Do you always have to stand behind me and scare the shit out of me?"
"Of course I do! It's funny to see you jump!" He chuckled as he sat beside me.
I rolled my eyes and shoved him with my good shoulder.
"H-hey! Be nice!" He laughed. I let out a small laugh and looked back out at the rising sun.
"So do you do this everyday or is this a occasional thing for you?" He asked tilting his head.
"What? Looking at the sunrise? I do it sometimes. Rarely though."
"Why do you look at the sunrise?"
I shook my head and half smirked
"I don't know. Maybe because it proves I'm strong enough to live another day. Maybe because red reminds me of my dad. Maybe... maybe it's because when I look at the sun and see the warm colors and feel the cold being fought away by the hot rays of coming sunlight, I feel like I'm okay for once in this damned life. Maybe it's because up until now, it's all I've had to appreciate and live for."
"What's taken over since then?" He asked quietly.
I looked at him. He was looking into my eyes, scanning me for an answer if I wasn't going to say anything in response.
"Friends." I replied simply and defaulted my eyes back to the sun "I've never had friends. But now I have Clem and Aj." I could see from the corner of my eye that Louis looked sad I didn't include him.
"And me?" He asked.
"I guess you count too." I smile.
"Cool, feel really appreciated there, y/n." He sassed to me.
"I'm glad." I sassed back
He just smiled at me and pulled me into his chest. I felt his arms wrap around me and hold me close.
It was still chilly outside even though the sun was mostly up.
"Thank you for being there for me Louis. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have a position here, I wouldn't have friends, and I'd still be scared people would reject me for being immune."
"Yeah... speaking of that..." my heart dropped to my stomach "are you ever going to tell Clem? She deserves to know."
My heart replaced itself and I nodded.
"I've thought about it, but I don't know how she'd respond."
"She's your best friend y/n."
"I know, but I'm still worried about it."
"I think you should tell her. If I were her, I'd want to know."
"O-okay. I'll think about it."
"Good." He replied as he rested his chin on top of my head.