D-DAY

CHAPTER ONE DRAWN IN

People don't think much about when the earth will end or if it's your last day breathing. We all wake up thinking it's fine and like its just another ordinary day like any other day, wake up, work, sleep, repeat, it's all the same routine. We don't bother to do anything that we've been wanting to do that's been on our bucket lists for quite a while, or anything else because we think there's always gonna be a next time. Well apparently not today obviously when everything went shit south everything was anarchy, the government pretty much anything that kept the damm county or state running keeping everyone in check was gone; there was no sense of order because you know it's fucking anarchy.

When there's no sense of control not even a hint of it you just decide to panic because you don't know what to do especially if you were me for example blank out when you have your hot neighbor pulling you through whatever chaos is going on right now like this man is insanely hot like how are you still single with his fantastic black almost onyx messy hair that just stays perfect either way and that just screams "yeah i'm a bad boy" with his bangs just bouncing around and flying back as we were running, it was rebellious, it screamed rebellious but also at the same time it was professional, wasn't too messy or uptight it was just right it suited him. Like my god he's fucking built like how...how do you you.. like what do you even do to stay that damm hot. He doesn't even have to try because well he's Gray and he didn't know that i existed till now, well we are acquainted with each other but never really properly introduced ourselves . When i was fighting for my dear life on the streets in front of my very own house trying to fend off 3 assholes in the dark trying to get into on the "action" and then pass me off as how people do with drinks with his buddies.

He was what you would call my Knight in shining armor and i just stared at him the whole time. See at first i didn't believe in this " falling in love" thing nor did i understand how people even fell in love i thought it was unnecessary it was a distraction. However i was automatically infatuated the first time i saw him and currently still am. See at first i was trying to brush it off but i couldn't especially not now .

We ran and ran for what seemed to be a marathon and i'm still in shock from what had just happened and he hadn't let go of my hand since then nor have i said anything to him because i wouldn't think someone would jump in and save me from a situation like that especially since it was already bad enough where people were already struggling to survive themselves from whatever strength they had left or going around doing whatever pleased them including forcing yourself on someone as if murder wasn't bad enough. Well actually yes that is also bad, but i guess in my situation death would have been better than to experience what was almost about to happen. While his grip never faltered on my hand instead it grew tighter. The more we ran around looking for a "safe house" to settle in for the time being, however while we were running everything seemed to be on fire engulfing the streets and the cars whatever debris there was. It was on fire replacing the black night sky with red and if you'd look closer those weird black or trash bag like dump shape were people left dead on the streets outlined by the fire. The streets were just decorated with death and ash it wasn't till later Gray was able to find this house for what seemed to be safe for now and his grip grew loose finally, but just enough for relief and he looked towards me with concern and gave me small comforting smile with a gentle squeeze to my hand which honestly hurt a little which i don't think how hard he realized he was holding my hand before and something else along with it.I couldn't put my finger on it but there was something else there too that reflected back to me and then looked back at the house and it wasn't till then that i just realized that my whole body was shaking on it own will almost how you would see jell-o move when you would slide the plate back and forth on the table and how flushed i was when i realized how much of a mess i was along with how hard i was breathing to fill my lungs with all the oxygen i could. We then stopped at the base of the house although it was more of those ranch style houses on the countryside which made me look at him with a confused but what the fuck look. How long were we running and how far did we really run to get here all the way for these houses to show up on the block. When we were entering the house there was glass everywhere on the floor the door well it was broken obviously. He was focused on every little detail hearing everything taking every precaution he could as he was looking around in a stance ready to pounce as if anyone could pop out instantly he would react and the deeper we went in the house the darker and creepier it got, the more i got scared and i bet he was scared too but at the same time i didn't think so. He was solid he didn't show any emotions at all he was focused like i had never seen anyone before like in those athletes that are so determined and focused to get to their goal, the gold medal they had their eyes fixated on and it wasn't till we entered a bedroom that seemed to be clear he relaxed. It seemed good enough till we can find a better place but for some weird reason the room looked pretty in some room was lit only by whatever moonlight there was to spare through the shattered windows with pieces of glass everywhere on the floor sparkling like glitter from the smaller shards of glass, the bed sheets were a mess but seemed to be clean and so were the curtains that were gently being blown by the small cold breeze through the broken frame. It looked somewhat pretty, but not in this situation however i just stood there for a moment because who knows when i might ever see something even as pretty to now again and i didn't realize when he had even let go of my hand and how amazing it felt for it to feel free from his constricting grip it was tingling as if it fell asleep and then throbbed till i was able to feel my whole hand again but the minor pain in my fingers still brought discomfort although the slight breeze did bring a little relief but what i didn't realize was how hard i was still breathing nor didn't i even see how inappropriately i looked with closer inspection with my shirt torn close to shreds exposing my chest i guess you can say that it looked like a fringe t shirt but gone horribly wrong in so many ways and my pants they were long gone along with my shoes exposing my cat bikini underwear torn that flicks you off from the ass view and fuck you in the front but that didn't stop there when i noticed that at the hip it was torn and only kept together with only the thread keeping it together and i sure as hell didn't want to move although my body had other plans in mind. I soon felt a sharp pain in my feet "fuck me!" as i hissed out in pain with a hoarse yelp and all the adrenaline finally wearing off my legs gave out. That's it when it was all over i was done for, i felt the thread snap causing me to be splayed out in front of him exposing my damm center making feel far more flushed and face feeling "boiling hot" that i swear if you could see it there would be steam coming off. That was it.. i was so done as i saw he suddenly went rigid quickly taking off his shirt even struggled to get it off fast enough as i watched with wide eyes what was he gonna do? He didn't take me literal did he?! We were just acquainted!

"w-wa-wait i didn'ymeanitlikethat!"

"st-sto-stop! pl-pleaase!" as i tried to wave out my bloody lead heavy arms in front of him to prevent him from coming any closer. I ended up squeezing my eyes shut afraid what he might do next not noticing the uncontrollable tears rolling down my cheeks. *ploof* That's when i felt something soft it wasn't him for sure but his shirt. My breath was caught in my throat letting out this soft hic up. I grabbed the fabric and tried putting it on covering as much as i could but didn't cover much up sadly but just enough as long as i tugged down the shirt with my arm to keep it in place. When i looked up to say thanks i realized he had his back turned to me and i couldn't help but stare that's when the pain came back but in ten fold everywhere i could feel and realized all the blood smears. "were these always here.." i softly mumbled, "no" he said bluntly i didn't think he heard me but he did. he walked over to and before i could ask him why he picked me up in bridal style and i flinched in the new amount of pain causing me to claw at his chest making him tense in surprise making me tense as well feeling his warm hands underneath my legs and outer thigh along with his other hand on my arm pulling me close. He was warm and i loved that feeling unless it was just the blood i had smeared on his chest then no i didn't love this feeling anymore if it was ruined by the blood but overall it was relaxing and this "warm" feeling. when he was about to lay me down on the bed my arms had involuntarily snaked around his neck clinging to him not wanting him to let me go. i didn't want to lose his touch, the only thing that brought comfort to me. I blushed " the only thing that brought comfort to me" had i really gotten this attached to him? anyhow he paused and just held me there for a few moments and i rested my head listening how his heart beat rhythmically in my ear calming my breathing into slower and shallow breaths till it was normal again as i held him a little closer while diverting my eyes to his face looking up at him locking our eyes together. It was there when he actually put me down gently like a delicate flower and brought his hand to my cheek swiping whatever tears i had left with his thumb then slowly gliding his hand down to my chin lifting my eyes to meet his soft gaze causing my cheeks to turn pink and said softly, "you can stop crying now.." i felt his breath graze my lips and his eyes they just pierced into my soul. The darkest blue with a tinge of gray that just suck you in like the ocean at night when everything is calm and just serene it pulls you in like when the shallow waves pull back and retreat back into the ocean at night.

It was hypnotic and just like the waves she was being pulled in to his lips.

7/29/2017