Those close to you chapter 4
I walked into the McDonald's, and was greeted by broken glass on the floor, turned over tables, and a few corpses of the former employes. Victoria and the hunter had already finished their scavenge of what little edible food was left: A few hamburger patties and week old fries. But the two still searched through out the restaurant, being curious like little puppies. I let Victoria explore by herself, I trusted that she wouldn't run off. But the other hunter, I was still uncomfortable with him. It felt like at any minute that either he would attack, or I would because I thought he would. As the two of us entered the play-place, the hunter broke the ice by pulling something out of his pocket and giving it to me.
"What's this, your wallet? Lets see: Credit card, Gamestop club member card, ten bucks, and your driver's license." I took the driver's license and found out just who this hunter really was.
"Brett Morris, age 22, height 5'11, eye color hazel. Well you learn something new everyday." I handed him back his wallet.
"So Brett, my daughter seems into be into you." I said, only getting a nod in response. "You into her?" Again, the hunter nodded, this time adding a toothy smirk.
"Just promise me you two wont do anything crazy alright?" I asked. For a third time, Brett nodded.
"Its about to go, we need to get to..." I was then interrupted by a piercing scream, the hunter kind, and it sounded like it came from inside the restaurant. I ran out of the play-place and looked around, no sigh of anything that meant me harm. I looked down a hallway next to the cash registers, the bathrooms. I walked down there and looked into the male bathroom, nothing. I looked inside the female bathroom, and that's where I found Victoria balled up on the ground, sobbing into her hoodie. I, of course being a decent father ran to her side, trying to figure out what was wrong.
"Victoria, Victoria! Whats wrong baby? Come here, dad's here for ya'" I crouched down next to my daughter, she grabbed on to me, still sobbing.
"Shh, come on Victoria, show me whats wrong." Victoria pointed to the mirror, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
"There isn't anything on it Victoria, wait, do you mean your reflection?" I asked. She nodded her head and seemed to sob louder this time. It was at this time Brett entered the bathroom. He crawled next to Victoria, giving moral support I guess.
"Look Victoria, I know what you saw wasn't pretty, but listen to me. It doesn't matter, at all. Nobody is going to see or judge you for a long time. Now come on, we need to go." I helped her get up, and the three of us exited the restaurant, to explore the post-apocalyptic world, and the best part about: I was with Those close to me.
A/N – Did ya' miss me? Now, I don't know if I will continue this story, but hey, maybe I will. Thank's for all the views, cheers! - Goateeman.