Chapter 2 the War of Emotion
Jessy was left stunned and speechless. He fidgeted around on the bench thinking that he could something but ended up only facing the fact that he wouldn't do anything that was helpful.
Random curses he stuttered spit out of his mouth from panic. This wasn't good. If that fire continued towards his house, it'd burn up in minutes. His house was a tree magnet. More explosions continued to occur as he tried to calm himself down. There was only one thing he could do without moving.
Jessy hastily removed his laptop from his lap and slammed it shut to be thrown in to his bag. He grabbed his cell phone as if it was a grenade, scared and panicked. His hands were shaking as he dialed his house phone number. Without hesitation he punched the green button and placed it on his ear. It rang several times but there was no answer.
He continued to listen to the ringing noise only hoping to receive a tired and angry 'hello' from the other end. Jessy had calmed down a bit more and was shaking far less. He knew that panicking would do him no good.
With a feeling that her mom just simply had been in a thousand foot deep sleep, he hung up and pushed it down his jean's pocket. The fire was growing bigger and brighter. Jessy had to move, had to take action.
He was sitting around watching the fire like a Spartan watching his war. Quickly he unplugged the laptop charger and threw it in with the gang of electronics. He zipped the bag up and stood up. Just as he was ready to leave, he saw a figure running from the corner of his right eye. Instinctively he pivoted to the figure and he was in clear sight of it.
It was growing bigger and bigger. Not far, there were more following. Soon to realize, it was a man with sweat pants and a sweat shirt. Jessy felt relieved for a spilt second, hoping to ask the man what was going on.
But the man changed direction and was heading to only one direction. Jessy frowned at the man but in an instant, his face had changed from curious to horrify. The man wouldn't really be considered a man after what Jessy had came to realize. It had no jaw, the bare front teeth were showing, the faced above looked like it was chewed on excessively.
Its black hair stuck onto the external flesh wound and would not move even though the 'it' was running at a rapid scale. Jessy briefly looked over it to see that the more of them had also some disgusting nasty wounds.
All were to his direction. Just a second before his body was relaxed and filled with relief but now suddenly, it had been abused with fear and horror.
The shocking emotions had stiffened him as though he was paralyzed. His eyes and mind were the only things that had been switched on. His brain was nagging his body to move but it just wouldn't budge. All he did was staring into the face of fear itself.
He was almost in tears when the 'it' was only a hundred feet away; he knew that his fate would be sabotaged if he did not move. With the greatest effort, his mouth broke open and he screamed for he was free.
The barrier of stiffness was broken. Jessy hastily pivoted around towards the distant view of the parking lot and ran as fast as he could.
The bag was slowing him down but he just could not drop it. The 'it' was so close behind him but he tried not to think about it. He started to get tired and he showed it. Each time he released his breath for more, he grunted. His mind and body was undergoing a war of emotion that he couldn't control. All he could think of was the will to live.
The car was getting bigger and each time it did, it encouraged Jessy to keep running. With a strong annoying urge, he turned his head and immediately regretted it. The 'it' was inches from him and it jumped right on top of him.
The impact was powerful. Jessy full faced on the ground. A burning searing pain emerged from almost everywhere he could feel. Jessy was knocked out of wind and could not breathe. It was even harder to try and breathe with a full grown man on top of you.
Jessy was struggling to breathe and break free from the attacking monster on him at the same time. At least it kept the 'it' from biting the flesh of him. Finally he could breathe and he instinctively turned around with all his force and punched the 'it' as hard as he could.
The monster fell back. Jessy stood up involuntarily and felt every single injury he had received throb with pain. The figure was disgusting and it looked promising to make anyone gag, nonetheless, Jessy readied the heel of his right foot and slammed it in the face of the attacker as powerfully as he could. He hesitated a little but who wouldn't.
When Jessy was convinced that the 'it' was dead, he looked at the rest of his highly loving fans. He had to get a move on. No one would ever dare to face the same situation only with several more of those savaging beasts.
As he continued to run with his heavy bag, he felt glad he had instinct and the nature of common sense tattooed on his brain. While running he looked back several times, trying to estimate how much faster 'they' were.
He cursed several times under his breath. By the time he had reached his car, his knees and arms were shivering from the cold and shaking from the fear. He pressed the unlock button on the car keys very hardly and jumped into the car. He slammed the door shut while trying to concentrate on starting the car. When the engine spun to life the 'its' were already there.
Some came to say hello and to knock on the windshield, but some had came to literally wrestle his car. "Fuck me!" he cried. Without almost knowing it, he zoomed backwards and out onto the road. He quickly changed gears while the cold sweat dripped down his face. He gave a quick look at the stubborn creatures who wanted him so badly.
Before moving on he gave in to listen to the sounds that were emitting from the 'its'. Chilling moans and groans filled his ears. It was when he heard the roaring screech that he slammed on the accelerator and continued onward. He looked behind and saw the beasts hopelessly run after him. He sighed with indefinite relief continued driving the empty roads.
Jessy checked the time and noticed that it was 6:08 am. The sun was rising over the tragedy. On his right the fire was still spreading and the ground was still very gently shaking from the explosions. He was on his way home.
Jessy nervously cleaned his windshield wipers as it was filled with blood. He gagged a little at the sight of a small piece of meat on which he did not want to know what organ it was used to be attached to.
He turned into his neighborhood and quickly found his home. The neighborhood was undisturbed with what he had just encountered but he had a feeling it very soon about to be.
Jessy drove into the garage he just opened and shut the garage afterwards. It wouldn't be wise leaving it out in the open. He was very excited to tell his mother about what had just happened but he was also very fearful at the same time.
"Mom!" he yelled. But there was no answer. He settled down to observe. The pantry was almost empty and so was the fridge. He ran to the bedroom. He saw the blankets disheveled.
All of a sudden he remembered that her car wasn't in the driveway or the garage. It all led to one conclusion. She had evacuated without him. His eyes narrowed as he tried to think of what to do. He looked at his pocket and plied his cell phone.
He dialed his mom's cell without looking and threw it in his ear. It rang thrice and he heard the voicemail. "Please leave a voice" Jessy hung up and tried again. "Please leave a" Jessy had tried once more but had received what he expected, the same old annoying computer voice.
He checked for a voicemail. Jessy was listening with full intention when he heard that he had received one.
"Hey Jess, this is your mom, I'm calling just to let you know that everything this is fine. I'm the only one who has heard about the incident so far in our neighborhood. Everyone is asleep.
"If you don't know what I mean or why I had to leave without you, turn on the news. I was forced to go since I couldn't find you... where were you? Anyway I hope everything is fine.
"You need to drive over to Galveston once you hear this. It's where you have to go for evacuation. Please come quickly Jess, and call me back when you get this. Bye, I love you and good luck."
Jessy shut his flip phone in disbelief. His mom would never leave the house without him and he knew that. But now wasn't the time to think about that.
It was time to settle down and get comfy in this new world. It was tough adapting but he was used to it. Having to switch schools every year or so and having to switch countries every few.
Jessy looked at the TV in his bedroom like he'd never seen anything so informative and so trustworthy. He grabbed the remote and sat on the couch. It was time to figure out what the hell was going on.