Disclaimer: Beau is of my creation. Everything else came from someone else's head-spins.
"I've got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots that my tongue had tied off." –The Sound of Settling, Death Cab for Cutie
Nobody Knows Beau
The Diary of Beau Pickett
Entry Four: Three days.
Cool story, Beau, tell it again.
As soon as I woke up I knew something was wrong. I can't explain why, it just was. The stiffness of my limbs, the hunger-even stronger that I thought was possible – they were the telltale signs. I rubbed my eyes and realised exactly just what was wrong, I had overslept. And not just by a couple hours. At least a day. My first thought after that was: that means I only have three days. Only three. This was not good to say the least. I didn't know what I was supposed to do. I was covered in dirt and scratches form the ground that had became my substitute bed. I was disoriented and felt like complete crap.
Then the worst news registered. I had no clue where I was. None at all. No clue how long I had been running for. This scared me more than anything. Being alone in the FAYZ was horrifying. Being alone and not knowing where you were was a death sentence. I start to sweat uncontrollably as my heart rate rose and I started to panic -thrashing on the ground, going insane, type of panic that you see in the movies. I try to calm myself down with deep breathing.
In and out.
Inhale and exhale.
In and out.
Inhale and exhale.
This seemed to relax me. A little. I decided to sit up and collect myself. I looked around me to see if there was anything I recognised, something to clue me in on where I am. My eyes desperately searched for a way out of the situation. And that's when I see it. Lying on the ground. Bruised and browned but an apple, nonetheless.
Food. Actual food sitting right in front of me. My hands sprung from my sides and snatched the apple from the ground. I inspected the apple in my palm. It looked disgusting. It was just warm mush. I grinned at this and cupped the apple in both my hands squeezed my eyes shut and froze the apple. A laugh of relief escaped from my mouth. This was the best thing that had happened to me in the FAYZ.
I held the apple up to my face and saliva flooded my mouth. I sunk my teeth right into it. In retrospect, it tasted horrible, but right then at that moment, it was the greatest thing ever. I finished it in less than two minutes and felt great. Invincible even. I took advantage of this feeling and used it stand up and walk and hopefully in the same direction of Perdido Beach.
A/N – Tell me what you think. If you have improvements and/or suggestions make them known.
-hippy