Hiya!
Well for my last two chapters, I figured this story hasn't really hit off. With the exception of one follower and a couple views. I really do want to post this story, but I cannot do it if people won't see and/or tell me what i'm doing wrong or right.
I love reviews, views, etc.
Enjoy the next chapter.
~Lucid3762
We travelled long and far before our first year had past. Jackson and I cleaned and made the Botswana as livable as possible. We mended One, sweeping up glass plates and glasses, cleaning the table. Two was beyond repair, we tried to dispose of the broken pieces of tables and chairs that littered the room; it was hideous and random pieces of furniture stuck out of the floors. Three through Twenty were the same, no chairs being taken away unless we had brute strength and the right tools. Yet the same was of every cart, blood stained the walls and
Over the many travels we met a couple while on a raid at the Bass Pro Shop in a small town; all that was legible of the sign was Winc-st-r.
It was a small raid, Dean stood watch while Jackson and I moved quickly throughout the shop. We grabbed many things, sharp fishing knives, warm clothes for the upcoming winter, anything we could that could keep us alive. When we got to the second floor, we continued to search the clothes rack, grabbing things that looked warm in all sizes and stuffing them in the backpacks. I had just turned the corner in the shoes section when I ran into a woman. She was alive, with chocolate brown hair and hazel eyes wearing a blue tank-top covered by a leather jacket and jeans with black combat boots. She was startled at seeing me and raised her handgun.
"I'm alive!" I cried with a harsh whisper. The woman stared at me in shock, her beautiful face dirty and her clothes ripped.
"My god." she turned to the isle she stepped out of, "Alec, there's children here. Living children.". A man, I assumed Alec hurriedly poked his head from behind the shelf and stepped out. He was a tall blond man with stunning blue eyes and wore a black cotton hoodie with jeans and combat boots matching the woman.
"Hello little girl." Alec said to me in a soothing voice, "Where's your parents?"
"Dead." I said bluntly. They seemed struck by that answer.
"Are you alone?" the woman asked
"No," I turned to Jackson, who stuck his dirty face from behind my leg, "Who are you two?"
"I'm Jamie," said the woman, "and this is my boyfriend Alec. Do you two have somewhere safe to stay? We need a stable place for a little while."
"We have a train…" Jackson said shyly. I hushed him, knowing that we weren't supposed to trust strangers.
"A train? Does it work?" asked a hopeful Jamie. I nodded and the couple looked relieved.
"Can we please come along, we're worth more than you think." Alec told me.
"What could you possibly bring to our train?" I asked
"My boyfriend's a doctor and I was a nurse!" Jamie cried out, "Please, we have food!". I had to make a decision whether or not to let two unknown people in our train with the promise of food and doctors. Glancing at Jackson, I made my decision.
"Okay. But right now, we need you to grab anything warm in all sizes for this winter. Go now and we'll meet you at the front. Be quick.". The couple nodded and hurried through the rest of their "shopping". We all left Bass Pro Shops and got back to the train before the sunset.
