My leg was still hurting, but I really didn't remember much after the incident with the wrench. Once we hit the road, I fell into deep sleep.
I woke up and realized I wasn't in dad's truck anymore...
'Was it all a dream?' I thought. It couldn't be! My leg was still hurting like hell.
Everything was pitch black, but I could hear myself breathing. i reached up, and touched something thin and sorta silky. I sat up to realize I was in a tent. I could hear voices outside, and I knew it was my mom and dad.
"What the hell do you think's going on here?" I heard my dad say. His voice was muffled, but I could still understand him clearly. "This is so strange..." He continued. "A zombie apocalpes? Here in Georgia?" He paused for a second.
"Where do you think John is?" He asked, over whelming himself.
"I don't know." This was a second voice, my mother's. "I really hope he's okay.. yknow, not dead your hurt or anything. It's... it's only the first night. I just..." She paused. "I. I feel so bad, bad for Zane. She doesn't know what's going on and must be scared as fuck!"
"True" I thought to myself. I scooted up to the ten zipper and opened it up to peer outside.
Kate looked up and put on a fake smile. "Oh honey! You're awake.. are you feeling better?" She asked. I looked around before answering. Apparently mom and dad built a fire and were boiling something... soup? I looked in the bucket. Yep! That was definitely soup.
I looked to my right and saw that mom had already set up my sleeping bag for the night.
"Are you okay Zaneiline?" Mom asked. She frightened me.
"Huh...? Oh yeah. I'm feeling better. Sorry for not answering soon enough." I responded, sheepishly.
I crawled over to my sleeping bag since my leg was still aching. "May I have some soup?"
"Oh of course!" Kate replied. She got up and poured me a bowl. "Yknow Zane, we love you dearly and we would never let anything bad happen to you Zane. You do know that... right? That we'd never leave you. We love you with all our hearts and-"
I cut her off. "I know mom." I took a sip of my soup. " You don't have to make this a chessy love thing. I do love you too, and I'd never leave you. i'll make sure you're safe." I looked at Jospeh. "Both of you." I smiled.
Jospeh was eating his soup the entire time. He smiled when he heard what I said and put his bowl down.
"Good." He answered. He walked up to me and kissed me on the head. "I'm going to bed. Ya'll better get some rest too. The both of you. I'll think of a plan while I'm sleeping, and we're going to stick to it. We are into this together."
He entered his tent. "Goodnight."
'Tomorrow' I thought. 'Always tomorrow'.