A/N: This is my first MCR fic and I'm super excited :) I've read a lot of great fics and I wanted to write one or a long time. So let me know what you think and I hope this will be good.
Disclaimer: I own nothing because if I did, well then I would be in heaven.
I wont let them get her. I wont.
I repeated those words over and over in my head, never letting me forget. Around my neck in a sling laid my 3-year-old baby girl, nestled into my chest, fast asleep. I clutched her closer to my body as I ran across the bleak worn desert.
In the last few months, it had been hard for me to grasp the fact nothing was 'normal' anymore. There's no grass, no beautiful flowers, no cities, nothing but broken down buildings, bleak desert landscape and hard acid rain. I don't know how many are dead but I do know that a lot were killed in the fires.
2012. That's when this all went down. Many said 'ohh yeahh right, the world's not gonna end in 2012.' Well hats off to you mate, it happened. The world may not be dead but a lot of the living is. But as bad as things are, I'm staying strong. I have to be. I have to for this beautiful angel in my arms. A real angel with my wild curly brown hair, light tan and big brown eyes. Beautiful.
After a few hours of running, I slowed my pace down to a slight jog for a while before slowing to a walk then stopping. I stopped there for a moment listening for any sounds.
Nothing.
I glanced down and my baby girl was still asleep. She looks so peaceful. I smiled softly and began my walk again. I continued till I hit the main road and walked down it till the sun began to rise over the horizon. Few hours later, I felt her stir awake.
"Momma?"
"Hey baby," I smiled sweetly at her, her eyes still unfocused. "You sleep okay?"
She nodded, rubbing her sleepy eyes. I slipped off my backpack and took out a small water bottle, packet of dry milk and a granola bar. I quickly mixed her breakfast and continued on as she ate her breakfast.
I have to keep her safe. I have too.
That thought kept swimming throughout my mind. I was so caught up in my thoughts; I almost didn't hear the motorcycle engines behind me. I clutched my baby closer and I ran. The engines slowly grew louder before I spotted a building and ran towards it. It looked to be an abandoned Diner from far away but as I grew closer it was obvious someone still occupied it. I choose between trusting a stranger and getting captured by sprinting to the frount doors. I started to bang on the door.
"Help! Please open up!" I heard few feet scrapping from behind the door. "Please let me in!" I screamed at who ever was behind the door. " I have a baby, please I can't let them get her!"
I turned and saw as the motorcycles over the horizon slowly growing closer. Then I heard the door creak open behind me and I turned. A guy in his early twenties stood there with slick black hair and short stature, waving me to get in. I rushed through the door and a gasped a thank you to him.
As I caught my breath, I glanced around and saw 3 other guys staring at me. One was standing next to a pair of mannequins; he looked to be in his mid-twenties with a curly Afro hair and his eyes were staring at me through a pair of Aviators. The other two guys were lounging in one of the worn booths, booth obviously brothers. The younger looking one looked to be as old as the black hair guy but he had blond hair with brown roots, his eyes also staring at me through a pair of ray bans. The older looking one seemed to scream leader. He had the brightest, most shocking red hair that looked wind blown. He was staring at me with a pair of beautiful hazel eyes.
"Are you alright?" I heard the black hired guy ask from behind me. I nodded and I looked down to my daughter.
I whispered raspy to her, "You okay baby?"
I heard her whimper and I could see tears in her eyes. "Shhh… it's alright, you're okay. Jut close your eyes, you're okay." I watched as she closed her eyes and was soon fast asleep. I looked up and saw the guys nearly crowding around me. The red headed one was the closest and it looked like he was trying to see my baby.
"Who are you? Who's that?
"You first." I said right as he finished. He looked a little taken back but shook it off.
"Gerard, this is my brother, Mikey," the blond. " Frank," the black haired. "And Ray," the Afro dude. " We have two others, Steve, who running a radio station and Johnny, Steve's assistant, though he's not here right now. Your turn."
"Jenny. I'm not the trusting type, so though I can trust you guys to help me, I can't trust any of you to know my baby and I only do it for my daughter's safety."
They all looked at me confused, uncertain. But it didn't last.
"Hey, that's cool, right guys?" Ray asked after a minute of silence. They all nodded slowly.
"Is there some place where I can rest? I've been running all night." I asked kindly. They all glanced at each other before Mikey stood and motioned for me to follow him. He led me past a few doors to the last one and opened it. I peeked through and saw s a smallish room with a single bed and nightstand. I walked in and took it all in. I turned to Mikey and gave him a small smile.
"Thank you."
He gave me a small smile and left, closing the door behind him. I glanced around the room again.
Homey. I thought lightly. I slid off my backpack and sat down on the bed. Carefully, o lifted my small daughter from the sling and laid her down. I took out her blanket and draped it across her. I scooted close to her and closed my eyes. Slowly, I drifted asleep to the soft breathing of my baby.
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