Too Far Gone
I think that this may be the last chapter but I'm not sure, we'll know by the end of it though. A thanks to all that have stuck with me through it and I hope you go on to read the sequel!
I was probably the lowest of the low, the biggest coward ever...but I had to do this. I couldn't continue to live like this, in a state of constant caution and fear, I needed to figure this out for myself and if that meant leaving...then so be it. My heart was heavy and my feet dragged as I forced myself to move farther and farther away from the cabin, from my friends, my family, my home. It brought upon a feeling of loneliness that I had not felt since the day I had left my home, it made me want to turn on my heel and dispel this crazy idea from my mind, to just forget and go back to the way things were. But I knew that wasn't going to happen, I was too far set in the mindset of solving this problem on my own, a selfish thought. I turned my head as I heard a boom of thunder off in the distance, the sound echoing towards me and making a sense of urgency work its way into my mind. If I got caught in a storm this far out then I would be in for a rough ride, and I would probably get sick from the cold and rain combined. My steps quickened and I hefted my bag up a bit higher onto my shoulder while I made sure my weapons were secured onto my belt and back safely, don't need them falling off when I would most need them.
As for my bag, I had had one waiting at the gate for when I left for a day or two now, hoping that Charlie and Slender wouldn't notice it. As I thought of them my eyes stung with tears of shame and guilt, what would they think when I didn't come back? How could I look at them and tell them that I was sneaking off like a traitor? I had planned on telling them, I really had, but the thought of having to deal with all the emotion just wouldn't settle with me and I knew it would waver my decision. But all of a sudden my consciousness felt as if it was being prodded by another, like something was trying to worm its way in but I didn't let it in. After another moment or two it stopped and I was left to wonder what it was, was it Slender trying to figure out where I was? Had they already figured out what was going on? I couldn't let them find me, I had to get out of this area and fast. I began to skim the sides of the road, searching for a bike so I could quicken my pace and find some shelter before it stormed. My heart thumped erratically as I searched and I let out the breath I had been holding as I found one in moderate condition, the handle bars were rusted and one of the peddles was falling off, but it would do just fine.
As I steadily peddled I felt the wind pick up and it made my hair lash around my face, making it hit me in the eye and momentarily blinded me. I wiped it away and huffed as I tried to keep it out of my face, the wind making it all the more difficult as it persisted. Keeping my eyes narrowed against the elements I was able to see a path that lead downhill up ahead, I suppose it's worth giving it a shot. I slowed down as I got to the turn and I bumpily made my way down the rocky dirt path, all the while a few drops of rain began to fall. As the path kept going I thought that I should turn back and just keep going on the road, but then again, if there was some type of shelter down here then it would be my best bet for a while, and there may be some type of food there too. My eyes brightened as I saw a small house off to my left, and thinking that all I had to do was turn down the path was a stupid assumption, for as soon as my eyes looked back ahead they widened in fear for a split second before the bike came out from under me and my body went flying. There had been a steep drop off but I hadn't seen it until it was too late, and as I careened downwards I closed my eyes, not wanting to see when the end was coming. Then before I knew it my mind went black, and with it, my senses.
(Narrative PoV) The woman looked back to the man as she felt the first few drops of rain splash against her arm, signaling that they should move quickly or face the storm. He nodded and they turned back from their scavenging for the day, ready to get back to camp with the supplies and food they found that day. The woman, Sarah, walked quickly and carefully, not wanting to drop anything, while Mike followed silently behind. "So do you think Sam and Katrina had better luck than we did?" "Hopefully, we need to recover after the winter, it was straining our supplies." Sarah was about to reply when all of a sudden she gasped and caught Mikes attention, "What, what happened?" She handed him her supplies and didn't answer as she ran over to the still form of an injured woman, it looked as if she fell down that slope at the top and hit her head pretty hard. "Do you think she's alive?" Mike pushed Sarah away with a stern look, "I don't know, so don't just get close without knowing if it's safe or not." She rolled her eyes as he handed the stuff to her and leaned down to check for a pulse, he breathed a sigh of relief as he felt it, it was weak, but at least it was there. "Well, she's not dead, but she will be soon if she doesn't get her injuries taken care of." Sarah looked at the unconscious woman with grief in her eyes, wanting to help in anyway. "Lets take her back then." "Do you think that's gonna settle well with the others to just bring a stranger into camp?" "You know as well as I do that she won't be a danger, and we're just going to help her not keep her. C'mon, it's raining harder." Mike nodded and scooped up the smaller woman ,as the rain began to pelt down, and followed after Sarah in the direction of the camp, their jackets almost soaked through already.
(Back at the Cabin) Slender paced anxiously as Charlie tried the walkie again and again but with the same response, just static. "Why would she do this? And why wouldn't she tell us?" Slender paused in his pacing and tilted his head to the side, he knew why but he felt it was not his place to tell at the moment. "I...I do not know. But we must do what we can to find her. I tried to track her mentally but she just blocked me out, although I have a feeling I know which way she headed." Charlie nodded and stood slowly as she stretched, "Well we can start looking early tomorrow, we both need to rest-" "I will not stop until I find her! I cannot rest when she is out there is this storm, no shelter...she could be dead by morning." Charlie narrowed her eyes and pointed a determined finger towards the tall dark man, "Look lover boy, Ella isn't a helpless baby alright. Sure it's dangerous for anyone out there but she can handle herself, she should be ok until morning. We'll find her...I promise...your not the only one who's worried." Slender watched as Charlie walked into her room and let the door quietly click back into place without saying another word, he really should learn to shut up. But he knew she was right, Orella was far from helpless and he knew Charlie was just as worried as he was...he just couldn't stand to not know where she was or if she was ok. It was tearing him apart.
He walked slowly into her room, their room, and sat on the bed. He carefully picked up her journal that had been strewn onto the floor and placed it back into the drawer before laying down, feeling older and more tired than he had in years, funny how stress can do that to you. But he was pulled from his thoughts as he felt weight on his chest, and when he looked he saw it was none other than Artimus, meowing quietly and curling up to sleep on him. He was tempted to move the little fur ball, but then he thought of what Ella usually does at night with him and he decided that he didn't want to sadden the cat...just for now. As the kitten purred Slender hesitantly placed his hand on its back and started to slowly pet it, feeling surprised at how soft the fur was, and before he knew it he was fast asleep, his hand curled protectively to one of the only things tying him to his hunter at this point.
(Small survivor camp) As Sarah and Mike walked back into camp they saw a few of the group poke their heads out, Sam and Katrina being among them. "Hey guys, who's the half dead chick?" Sarah just shot him a dirty look as Mike entered her tent to place the woman down on one of the makeshift beds, being careful to place a pillow under her head. "I'm goingto go get Katrina so she can take a look at her and patch her up, be right back." She nodded and looked down to the woman as he left, her eyes skimming over reddish purple hair andpale skin. She had a few scars on her face, but what really grabbed her attention was the scar on her arm,asshe lifted it carefully to inspect it she saw that it looked like a large bite mark...but it wasn't from one of the parasites. As she continued to look at the mark Katrina entered the tent and sat down the medical supplies, making Sarah jump in surprise and let the womans arm fall from her grasp. "Jesus don't sneak up on me like that, give me a damn heart attack."Katrina just smiled and opened up her medical box, pulling out gauze and a needle for stitches. "So she was just laying on the ground." "Yeah, it looked like the fell down the drop off by the abandoned farm house, hit her head pretty hard." The other woman nodded as she cut away the fabric of the unconscious girl, making sure to clean any cuts up before turning her onto her stomach to clean up her head wound.
"Doesn't look to bad, just a bit of a gash but it should heal fine. Would you hand me that shirt over there?" Sarah nodded and threw the tan colored long sleeve to her and helped her get it on the woman before they set her down gently, "She should wake within a few hours, give her these when she does." Sarah made a face as she was handed two white pills and complained asKatrina left her in the tent alone again, of course. Seeing as she had nothing else to do she picked up one of her old books and began to read, it was gonna be along wait.
(First person PoV) I felt the pain of a migraine hit me as soon as I began to come to, fantastic. But there was something else...I felt odd...and I couldn't remember adamn thing other than remembering bits of me falling, but that's it. I opened my eyes to see that I was in some sort of tent, and when I sat up I noticed another woman sitting a few feet away reading a book intently. Not wanting to disturb her but needing to knowwhat was going on, I cleared my throat abit loudly and got her attention, she looked at me with aneutral expression."Oh good, your awake. Here take these." She handed me two pills and some water, I rolled them around and eyed them cautiously and she rolled her eyes a bit dramatically, "Don't worry, they're just for the migraine I assume you have. You took quite the fall." I nodded and downed the pills before moving out of the tent, I was a bit wobbly as I stood but I could manage my own. My eyes scanned the area with interest, it seemed as if these people had set up a safe haven...but from what? I knew something wasoff, I didn't know what was going on and now thatI thought about it...I didn't even know what my own name was. "Hey you, red." I turned at the sound of a smooth male voice and saw a man, about5'10, walking my way, a smirk on his face.
I narrowed my eyes as he neared and I held up a finger so I could speak, "What's going on,why do you guys have this set up? Is it a campground or something?" He raised a brow questioningly and stared at me for a moment, his hazel eyes holding confusion, "Um, your joking right?" I crossed my arms and shook my head slowly so not to make it hurt more, and he let out a breath as he ran a hand through his short light brown hair, "Ok well ah, we're in the middle of some zombie apocalypse." I raised an eyebrow at that and shook my head as I chuckled, not believing it, "Ok your funny, now tell me the truth." "It's no lie honey, just look around you." I paused for a moment then I really began to look around, and I was shocked at what I saw. There 10 or so other people, all looking tired and a bit thin, but I really noticed how they walked with a coldness that wasn't natural...he was telling the truth.
I let it sink in, letting the images of all their faces sink into my memory, preserving them, beforeI looked back to him with grief."Alright, you made your point." He nodded back and then began to question me, "So who are you? And what happened?" This made me look to the ground as I tried to think, tried to remember, but nothing was clicking...it worried me. "I...I don't know." "What do you mean you don't know?" "I just don't! I can't remember what happened to this place, can't remember my name or if I had a family, and I can't remember what happened." He held up his hands and then smiled abit to try and lighten the air, "Ok ok sorry, but it sounds like when you got hurt you must have gotten amnesia or something." "Makessense, but what the hell am Igoing to do now?" He shrugged and motioned for me tofollow him, I guess he has an idea, "Maybe our, well you can kind of think of him as a leader but he just looks over us. He might be able to help." I was silent as we walked past tents, a few people looking at me as if I was a foreign object, but I stared ahead and stayed focused.
He stopped as we neared a gray colored tent and waved a hand towards it lazily, "He should be in there, good luck. And by the way, names Sam." I smiled as he walked away and then let out a shaky breath, afraid to know what lay ahead of me butdetermined to find out. I motioned to move the tent flap aside but before I could a man quickly stepped out, making me almost fall right onto my but, luckily he caught me. "Sorry about that." "Oh it's ok..." I steadied myself and stepped back, looking at the man with interest, "So you must be the one Mike and Sarah brought back-...no, you can't be...?" I gave the man a startled look as recognition lit his features and he moved closer towards me, and I moved back, "How did you find us, what happened?" "Uh I don't know, and what do you mean I can't be who? Who are you?" He looked confused as he placed a hand on my shoulder, "It's me, John. Don't you remember?" "No! But if you know who I am then can you at least tell me my name?" "You don't remember?" I shook my head and watched as he paused, running a hand over his face with a sigh, then he looked back to me, "Ok...your name is Wren...and you were my wife." My face must have exploded into a look of shock and I felt my eyes widen, "Ok what!" "Yes, you went missing a few months back before winter and I found survivors while I was looking for you. You don't know how relieved I am." I didn't say a word as I was pulled in for a hug, trying to think about how I wish my memory would return, but at least for now I had a place to be and someone who loved me.
To be Continued
Omg John is back and he is totally out to mind fuck everyone! This is the last chapter of this fic and now I will be writing the sequel! Please leave reviews and be prepared for the sequel. Love to all!
